Luyện nghe bài hát Graftin'

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

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

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

In the LDN I learnt to attract
Clacka, I can you where it's at
First first, get a block and a flat
Next up, get a hoodie in a hat

Livin' in the Big Brother's cameras
an eye out for the boys in blue
Straight years gettin' caught, that's you
Sittin' in the cell wondering who

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

And none of it will seem true
Endless hype, who do you
Will it relieve the loneliness at
Remain deceived if youre it might

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

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

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

I to roll money up against the wall
Never did wanna hopscotch
Now I'm pennyhole parkin',
'Cause I'm in the white man's clutches

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

By the end of the hours of the
I'll end your days, you'll I'm crazed
When I'll give you the rock
End of sentence, stop

Now, you gonna say about that?
I'll put all your plans in a
you put all your mind's on the spot
I'm probably everything that not

I'm totally mad, lost the plot
To even gettin' me caught
off to a hospital, block and shock
On the table ready to operate, me

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

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

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

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

To enter the four bucks, is Buckingham
I'ma you how gritty it is out here
You gonna know, you gonna
It's Dizzee Rascal solo, yo, I'm here,
Ghetto UK up

[Incomprehensible] Dizzy Ras, Gizza sayin'
back, swear to you