Luyện nghe bài hát Seems 2 Be

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

And you know MAN

It's the of Dizzee Rascal,
Dem boy na yet, trend make a never set,
Inside outside, outside
dat, start dat, get dat
Yo, you know, going on going on stank,

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

It seems to be and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for 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 to be V and M and gold and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we don't want to your cash,
It seems to be love and war and and life,
Harsh life, life, fog life, street life,

So far clean,
Take his trace, to aunt Maureen,
Get live, get get seen,
Dizzy run , like
Keep vigilant, on grant,
We chuck grenades at Scotland
Retard gets kick hard real
Live get threat to birthday card
Oh my days is he like
don't come
Dizzee don't bust
World wide web, dot eat end,
Dizzee don't com your girlfriend,
Co dot uk and last
kick back slash dot holler
Frank lyrical tank,
Dizzee come fresh 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 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 don't want to your cash,
It to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, life,

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

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

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

It to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them 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 to be V and M and gold and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we don't to take your cash,
It to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, life, fog life, street life,

I have the feeling that you me.