Luyện nghe bài hát Graftin'

So, what you thinkin' about City, aye?
(East London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
What you think you
(North London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
Big Ben tells the
(Stand up, up, yeah)

Above the roads the holy ground, grind
Young hustlers, we graft all the non-stop, UK war
Maybe I'll find you for myself
(You me)
You know what I'm

Yo, as I in the city for a paper stack
Lord knows, I got the on my back
It's a cold world, l stay on track
Dog eat dog, others gain if you

In the LDN I learnt to attract
Clacka, I can show you where at
First things first, get a and a flat
up, get a black hoodie in a hat

Livin' in the Big Brother's view
Keep an eye out for the in blue
Straight five gettin' caught, that's you
Sittin' in the still wondering who

Couldn't keep quiet, now you on a
potato, cauliflower and stew
Pissed off not a lot to do
And the word on the street don't seem new

And none of it will ever true
hype, who do you believe?
Will it the loneliness at night?
Remain deceived if youre it might

You for well, what the streets are like
Few more Mercs, more Rangers
Other than that not a lot changes

Sky grey in London City
We stay graftin' were gritty
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, hustle

Sky looks in London City
We stay 'cause were gritty
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, hustle

I used to roll up against the wall
Never did wanna play
Now I'm pennyhole parkin',
'Cause I'm back in the white clutches

And I've doin' this since Tamagotch
I G.I Joe any boy in my
Invadin' my or cling on the stuff
Bring it on star,

By the end of the of the clock
end your days, you'll think I'm crazed
When I'll you the midnight rock
End of sentence, stop

Now, what you gonna say that?
I'll put all plans in a knot
Make you put all your on the spot
I'm everything that youre not

I'm mad, youve lost the plot
To even consider me caught
Carried off to a hospital, and shock
On the table ready to operate, me

I and delegate who's heavyweight
I'm of the ring
Make moves in any
LDN, we do our

Sky looks grey in City
We graftin' 'cause were gritty
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, hustle

Sky looks grey in City
We stay graftin' 'cause were
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, hustle

Damn right, yeah, you're damn
hustlers, London City, stand up
LDN, they know us in the
You our time is
I swear all teacups

To enter the bucks, is Buckingham Palace
show you how gritty it is out here
You gonna know, you gonna
It's Dizzee solo, yo, I'm here, what?
UK style up

[Incomprehensible] Dizzy Ras, Gizza Bell
back, swear to you