Luyện nghe bài hát Graftin'

So, what you about London City, aye?
(East London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
What you you know?
(North London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
Big Ben the time
(Stand up, up, yeah)

Above the London the holy ground, grind
Young hustlers, we graft all the non-stop, UK war
Maybe find you there for myself
(You me)
You know what I'm

Yo, as I hustle in the city for a stack
Lord knows, I got the on my back
It's a cold world, l gotta on track
Dog eat dog, others if you lack

In the LDN where I to attract
Clacka, I can you where it's at
things first, get a block and a flat
Next up, get a hoodie in a hat

Livin' in the Big Brother's view
an eye out for the boys in blue
Straight five years gettin' caught, you
Sittin' in the cell still who

Couldn't quiet, now you on a diet
potato, cauliflower and stew
Pissed off not a lot to do
And the word on the street don't seem new

And none of it will ever seem
Endless hype, who do you
Will it relieve the at night?
Remain deceived if youre it might

You know for well, the streets are like
Few Mercs, couple more Rangers
Other that not a lot else changes

Sky looks grey in London
We stay graftin' 'cause gritty
Hustle, hustle
Hustle, constantly

Sky looks in London City
We stay graftin' 'cause were
Hustle, hustle
Hustle, constantly

I used to roll up against the wall
did wanna play hopscotch
Now I'm parkin', laughin'
'Cause I'm back in the man's clutches

And I've been doin' since Tamagotch
I G.I Joe any boy in my
my space or cling on the stuff
Bring it on star,

By the end of the hours of the
end your days, you'll think I'm crazed
When I'll you the midnight rock
End of sentence, full

Now, what you gonna say about
I'll put all plans in a knot
you put all your mind's on the spot
I'm probably everything youre not

I'm totally mad, lost the plot
To even consider gettin' me
Carried off to a hospital, block and
On the table to operate, never me

I dictate and who's heavyweight
I'm king of the
Make moves in any
LDN, we do our

Sky looks grey in City
We stay graftin' 'cause gritty
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, constantly

Sky looks grey in London
We stay graftin' 'cause were
Hustle, constantly
Hustle, constantly

right, yeah, you're damn right
Young hustlers, London City, up
LDN, they us in the world
You know our is
I swear [Incomprehensible] all

To the four bucks, is Buckingham Palace
I'ma you how gritty it is out here
You know, you gonna understand
It's Rascal solo, yo, I'm here, what?
UK style up

[Incomprehensible] Dizzy Ras, Gizza sayin'
I'ma back, to you