Luyện nghe bài hát High Street

[Intro: Blood
Racing Ilford Lane going home
Thinking about I try to fake a fall
You seem to think you're all alone
And nothing ever could it all
about the words that you said

[Verse 1:
Yeah, silence on my
Cassette player chewed up my tape
from the control pad
Cause I was on the Mega Drive time

Skepta]
If you're feeling me put your Grigio high
This ones for my G's in the North (Racing down Ilford Lane going home)
All my G's on the East
This one for my G's in the West side (Thinking about should I try to a fall)
My G's on the side

2: Skepta]
The late king Michael Jackson the moonwalk on the telly
And I was "who's bad?"
Sitting there smoking, sipping MD
I was the man
Mum's upset I haven't given her a penny
But I got a 20 bag
Mum don't stress, you know I you already
do it for you and dad
So I was out on the
On the 279, trying to show my to the world
by the streets
Fell in love the beats, I never had time for a girl
I never really cared a hair cut
I was in the club doing the
Wishing it was me on the
Wanted to do it for the love, it took
Perseverance and
Couldn't wait to get the world listening
I remember when I first went
I couldn't believe it was in the
Your mixing and reality in
Smoking to my nerves and settle me down
It feels like I'm in a maze
Somebody Richard crystal and get me out
In 1 mile I've seen 2
Blue tape, blue
Single mom with the push chair?
She had a bad mouth but she had hair
Stole a phone in the shop looked at
Barbershop, hairline's getting back
Guys at me like they wanna fight me
Just day on the high street
Yeah, and now I'm on the estate
My CD skipping when I press play
Four cards full of music
I was on the PlayStation more time