Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Coming (Tarzan, Pt2)

So I hate when I talk to my boy from pen and he like cuz you forgotten me!
I aint got to sh*t let alone come check you blud
You Im her property
Right now Im in fu*king up sh*t
more the economy
So when you land you know I got you

I my people through it, everything I
do
You me I pop wid you

You a snitchin bitch and you love
to the blues
Well song wasnt made for you

Im
Im
For you

Im
Im
For you

Yo, f*ck so good make a b*tch wanna me
Wanna rolex Wiley
When I was a bum, really liked me
Now its time someone a got a new job for Tinie
Im only
Im just Ill sh*t so hard Im constipated
Overworked,
Now my tings off, no gun relation
Grind all day but I aint roller
All eyes on MOI, harder
No love for the ex, on no tea towel
Tell Kelly ive got that
I beg, find Max online and let her know I wanna smash her from the back
Sarah Jane give me brain and put them big red lips on my sack!
Ill be killin cause Ill be getting
Hard doe, number 1s all day on the chart
So F*CK YOU and your 90 mixtape
a million bars of arsehole
My flows are and it opens legs
Its fly a motherf*cking jumbo jet
What a selfish b*stard, no
You know dapz, no
I still roll my hood and I wear my chain
F*ck a top boy Scorcher and cant do the same
Real recognised,
How many albums have you sold
I saying nuttin way not Kanye
But Im life on the runway
If nice, Ill be like Welcome on board my brudda, say bye to gun play
King of the jungle, hardest can be, I dare you to let your chick party me
Im and im hung like a tree
Imagine if your new born pops out looking like moi
Banter, but on the real get her on because Ill be on the tour bus getting pampered
I heard Cowell thinks Im a little w*nker
An im getting on his tits cancer
And I wanna start mentioning names
Where all now? There bankrupt!
Joe McElderry, oh what a up!
Alexandra, your socks up!
Where you hits at? You no winner!
I feel bad cause your voice is amazing but your careers getting raped by a
That sh*t f*cking upsets me, cause it dont get me, try them near me
Coming round your hand out, wanting a hand out, ahhhh thats too political
I dont care a bentley, gucci or a fendi, mans living in a spaceship!
You got clapped by a, BANG! Your girl got mad by a BANG! smooth criminal
Im a product of my environment I aint me and you are any different
Im just an early retirement
I dont mean sorry when I say Im going
Every mans to fly long distance
We be on the beach Weed Man Winston!
Plus Im the ting out the United Kingdom

I bring my people it, everything I
do
You me I pop wid you

You a snitchin little bitch and you
to the blues
Well this song wasnt for you

Im
Im
For you

Im
Im
For you

I even going in, Im just f*cking around
They just
You me
Id rather be singing my anyway
Big up motherf*cker
POOOMBLAYYYYYYY!!