Luyện nghe bài hát High Street

[Intro: Orange]
Racing down Ilford Lane going
Thinking about should I try to fake a
You seem to think that you're all
And nothing could change it all
about the words that you said

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

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

[Verse 2:
The late Michael Jackson doing the moonwalk on the telly
And I was "who's bad?"
there smoking, sipping MD 20/20
I was the man
Mum's upset because I haven't her a penny
But I got a 20 bag
Mum don't stress, you know I told you
do it for you and dad
So I was out on the
On the 279, trying to my songs to the world
by the streets
Fell in with the beats, I never had time for a girl
I really cared about a hair cut
I was in the doing the 2-step
it was me on the decks
Wanted to do it for the love, it some
and discipline
Couldn't wait to get the whole world
I remember when I first radio
I believe it was in the kitchen
Your mixing and kicks in
Smoking to calm my nerves and me down
It like I'm in a crystal maze
give Richard crystal and get me out
In 1 I've seen 2 fights
Blue tape, lights
mom struggling with the push chair?
She had a bad but she had good hair
Stole a phone in the getting looked at
Barbershop, hairline's getting back
Guys looking at me like they fight me
Just another day on the street
Yeah, and now I'm back on the
My CD skipping when I press play
Four memory cards full of
Cause I was on the PlayStation time