Luyện nghe bài hát Graftin'

So, you thinkin' about London City, aye?
(East London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
you think you know?
(North London, ghetto, London, ghetto)
Big Ben tells the
(Stand up, up, yeah)

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

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

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

Livin' in the Big Brother's cameras
Keep an eye out for the boys in
Straight years gettin' caught, that's you
Sittin' in the cell wondering who

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

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

You know for well, what the streets are
Few more Mercs, more Rangers
Other than not a lot else changes

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

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

I used to money up against the wall
Never did wanna hopscotch
Now I'm pennyhole parkin',
I'm back in the white man's clutches

And I've been doin' this since
I G.I Joe any boy in my
Invadin' my space or cling on the
it on star, watch

By the end of the of the clock
I'll end your days, you'll think I'm
When give you the midnight rock
End of sentence, stop

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

I'm totally mad, youve the plot
To even gettin' me caught
Carried off to a hospital, block and
On the ready to operate, never me

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

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

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

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

To enter the four bucks, is Palace
show you how gritty it is out here
You gonna know, you gonna
It's Dizzee solo, yo, I'm here, what?
Ghetto UK up

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