Luyện nghe bài hát Seems 2 Be

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

And you this MAN

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

Roll on these, put these Mc's on deep freeze,
Hit these, wit and rip these,
like rusko, come flip these,
So please don't with these,
Fearless, angry, MC's,
Don't like 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 mike mc's, like freeze,
Player haters get like trees,
a boy rascal, to a boy miseries,

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

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

It to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep higher for them fame,
It to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the 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 seems to be and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, life,

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

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

Front, back, outside, in
Bear folk sipping on jing-sing
Love making not doggy
In a dark park, when the dark in

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

I the feeling that you love me.