Luyện nghe bài hát Seems 2 Be

WHO'S DAT, WHO'S DAT, DAT
The is flying,
OG, pimp hustler, gangster player, hardcore fucker,
today, to be honest
I'm totally and on his dick!

And you this MAN

It's the of Dizzee Rascal,
Dem boy na ready yet, trend make a set,
outside, inside outside
Stop dat, dat, get dat
Yo, you know, on dirty going on stank,

Roll deep on these, put these Mc's on freeze,
Hit these, wit and rip these,
Come rusko, come flip these,
So please write with these,
Fearless, angry, MC's,
Don't Christine's or Brittany's,
us off; I'll take him with keys,
And one strictly for pickneys,
Old school dry wineys,
Barclays. Halifax, and these,
gunshots, you lick these,
Trick these, CID E,
Touch mc's, drop like freeze,
Player haters get chop trees,
a boy rascal, to a boy miseries,

It seems to be cars and and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep higher for them fame,
It seems to be and bling and raves and weed,
And player for for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and and Nike
We deep for the money; we don't want to take your cash,
It seems to be and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, life,

So far clean,
Take his trace, to your Maureen,
Get live, get get seen,
Dizzy run , like
Keep vigilant, on grant,
We chuck grenades at Scotland
Retard gets kick real hard
Live get threat to your birthday
Oh my what is he like
don't come
Dizzee don't might
World wide web, dot eat end,
Dizzee don't com your girlfriend,
Co dot uk and last
Deaf kick back dot holler
frasier lyrical tank,
Dizzee fresh going on stank

It seems to be cars and and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bling and and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the boys will you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and gold and

We roll deep for the money; we don't to take your cash,
It seems to be love and war and and life,
life, hustle life, fog life, street life,

Ding its on,
mcs want to sing my song,
You want to hurry up bring it on,
Wanna take me for a mo no wrong,
Hit with a ge con do,like key do blow,
Leave bullet hole in moskeno clothes,
Hot like weathery grow, gonna come through the

Back, front, inside, out,
Dizzee run a flow to make a boy out,
Six foot deep you can never out,
I smoke dat till my mum finds out,

Front, back, outside, in
Bear folk kids sipping on
Love making not styling
In a dark park, when the dark in

It seems to be cars and cash and and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for fame,
It to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we want to take your cash,
It to be love and war and hate and life,
life, hustle life, fog life, street life,

I have the that you love me.