Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Up

Man try say he's than me
Tell my man up
Mention my in your tweets
Oi rudeboy, up
How can you be better me?
up
Best in the
Tell my man up

Couple man called me a dancer
Onstage at the BRITs, I'm a backup
If makes me a backup dancer
The man in your vids, backup
The man in your pics, dancer
Man wanna about backup dancer
Big man me with a beard
I'm a big man, how the fuck can I

Army everywhere I go
I run when my enemies show
in the club with all of my tugs
Party's done, go home
from the gyaldem, you lot stay
Walk in the club, all the say hey
a man like I'm K to the A
There's no champagne, we don't

Yeah, I'm the best, I'm so
I've got a mob like A$AP
I set trends, dem man
They feelings, I catch bodies
They deep, I roll squaddy
Got about 25 goons in my
They drink Bailey's, I drink
I get merky, they get

If you got a G-A-T, it out
of the real badboys in the south
If you do me something, I'm about
I'm not a gangster, I'm about
But you see my man over with the pouch?
one of you man try get loud
All of my mandem move so
I might sing but I ain't out

Nowadays all of my shows out
Headline tour, blud, sold out
When we in, they roll out
I'm so London, I'm so
Food in the ends like there ain't no
Flipz don't talk like he's got no
I make my mum so proud
"yo Mum, book a flight, go now"

All of my ex stalking me hard
Talk to my face, talk to my palm
Had bills and I bought a new car
Little red that I bought for my marge
I murk, it's a walk in the park
I take care when I my plants
These MCs wanna about Lord of the Mics
You ain't lord of your yard

MCs, blud, leave me alone
Me and your girl, we speak on the
Kill a crew of MCs on my own
Kill a whole crew of MCs for the
I was out hungry, so damn
Man tried eat then me the bones
Now niggas, they need me to grow
Hot chocolate and a to go

I'm a big man, a postcode war
Man were upset about the MOBO
Yeah, I was gassed at the MOBO
Why? Cause I ain't won a MOBO
Duh, all of you MCs so bitter
Shut Wireless, shut down Twitter
Shoutout Deepee, Flipper
Best my age, blud, look

If you rate me, shame on you
If you rate me, shame on you
Can I a deathbed for an MC?
He wants beef with me? Make two
Anyone else make that move?
Anyone wanna pay their dues?
Imposters wanna my tunes
Stiff Chocolate my face so smooth, check it

Don't even talk too much, a talker
Dem man still go halves on a
See me turn a prince to a pauper
Two cigarettes and a of water
the bouncers get the bottles in order
Man in the putting in orders
Stiff Chocolate, skin like water
Smooth on this ting, start up daughters

skin girl in the club, I want that one
Who's got Rizla and I wanna strap one