Luyện nghe bài hát Graftin'

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

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

Yo, as I hustle in the for a paper stack
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 where I learnt to
Clacka, I can show you it's at
First things first, get a block and a
up, get a black hoodie in a hat

Livin' in the Big Brother's cameras
Keep an eye out for the in blue
Straight five years caught, that's you
Sittin' in the cell still who

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

And none of it will ever true
hype, who do you believe?
Will it the loneliness at night?
deceived if youre convinced 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 'cause were gritty
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, constantly

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

I used to roll money up against the
Never did play hopscotch
Now I'm pennyhole parkin',
'Cause I'm back in the man's clutches

And been doin' this since Tamagotch
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 days, you'll think I'm crazed
I'll give you the midnight rock
End of sentence, full

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 mad, youve lost the plot
To even consider 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 moves in any
LDN, we do our

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

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

Damn right, yeah, damn right
Young hustlers, London City, up
LDN, they us in the world
You know our is
I [Incomprehensible] all teacups

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

[Incomprehensible] Dizzy Ras, Bell sayin'
I'ma back, to you