Luyện nghe bài hát POW 2011

[Hook: Bizzle]
Pow, yeah I'm to the B
Pow, I got the top dawgs with me
Pow, if you don't know me
I'm Pow

Pow, yeah I'm to the B
Pow, I got the top grime with me
Pow, if you know about me
I'm Pow

[Verse 1: Lethal
Yo yo, like who's on the riddim?
real top grime dawgs, I'mma get 'em
Hype ting, only one things on the
Forward reload, what I'm biggin'
And you might see me creep through the hood,
Goin' on a rate ting, women
Tryna' get that Bill Gate money,
I'm Usain on the riddim, I'm winnin'

[Verse 2:
Well, well, (Serious)
You'll get a punch in the nose like
You'll get a big nose bleed like
You'll get a kick on the like blam
Drag your face the kerb like blam
Now you in the road like blam
You'll get an elbow like well, well, well
(Serious)

3: Wiley]
Eskiboy, be one night (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
I if I (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
Don't him who's gonna start charting
Drop my new like (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
Might be one (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
I if I (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
Don't tell him gonna start charting
my new style like (Boodoodoodoodadadada)

[Verse 4:
Swag,
Same boy that made Daisy
Same boy getting from a wasteman
Same boy that a bitch go crazy
Still the grime saviour
now, just a bit more paper
Fling ten bags at a
Sony or not, major

[Verse 5:
Oi fam, I go
My movin' larger
I got big for ya' whole fam
Make your Mum out wit' ya' father
I Deeper
through the speaker
How can you say I ain't
up, you ain't hard either

[Verse 6:
P, originator
Real life
level meditator
So one thing, the paper
that's gassed
Anybody that's
Anybody on a hater
I'm cool when it comes to the
I'm a jaw side levitator

[Verse 7:
Give me the mic, this riddim is
And skip like I've got Skivver inside
My lyrics are
Why I the hype
Better anyone of you spitters combined
(Ghetts) They're all a lie
(Ghetts) I'll be the best in Britain
(Ghetts) If this is a game gimme the prize
(Ghetts) I can a vision alive

[Verse 8:
I'm old
I'm the Manor
I every rave
Bitch I'm MC
But I wasn't on the original
So Leth to the Bizzle, give me 16
I'm selfish, Grim knows all me
I'm a money man, it's all about G's
And I don't mean to whine I'm dining
Fuck that, I couldn't a flying
The hood, them'a liking my rhyming
Coz' I'm hood Little Red Riding
Oh, what big you have
a nigga, no pen
If you diss KA, skin