Luyện nghe bài hát POW 2011

[Hook: Lethal
Pow, I'm Leth to the B
Pow, I got the top grime with me
Pow, if you don't about me
I'm Pow

Pow, I'm Leth to the B
Pow, I got the top grime dawgs me
Pow, if you don't about me
I'm Pow

[Verse 1: Bizzle]
Yo yo, they're like on the riddim?
Only real top grime dawgs, get 'em
Hype ting, only one on the riddim
Forward reload, that's I'm biggin'
And you might see me creep through the hood,
Goin' on a rate ting, women
get that Bill Gate money, swimmin'
I'm Usain on the riddim, I'm winnin'

[Verse 2:
Well, well, (Serious)
You'll get a in the nose like blam
You'll get a big bleed like blam
get a kick on the floor like blam
Drag your face across the like blam
Now you in the road like blam
get an elbow drop like well, well, well
(Serious)

[Verse 3:
Eskiboy, be one night (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
I if I (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
Don't tell him who's gonna charting
my new style like (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
Might be one (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
I if I (Boodoodoodoodadadada)
Don't tell him who's gonna charting
Drop my new style (Boodoodoodoodadadada)

[Verse 4:
Swag,
Same boy that Oopsy Daisy
boy getting hate from a wasteman
Same boy that make a bitch go
Still the grime saviour
now, just a bit more paper
Fling ten at a hater
Sony or not, major

5: 2Face]
Oi fam, I go
My movin' larger
I got big bars for ya' fam
Make your Mum out wit' ya' father
I Deeper
Stylie the speaker
How can you say I ain't
up, you ain't hard either

[Verse 6:
P, grimey
Real life
Next level
So one thing, the paper
that's gassed
Anybody that's
Anybody that's on a
I'm cool when it comes to the
Cause I'm a jaw levitator

[Verse 7:
Give me the mic, this riddim is
And I'mma skip like got Skivver inside
My lyrics are
Why I the hype
Better than anyone of you spitters
(Ghetts) They're all a lie
(Ghetts) I'll be the best in Alie
(Ghetts) If this is a game then the prize
(Ghetts) I can bring a alive

[Verse 8:
I'm old
I'm the Manor
I duppied every
Bitch I'm MC
But I wasn't on the ting
So Leth to the Bizzle, give me 16
I'm selfish, Grim all about me
I'm a money man, it's all about G's
And I don't mean to whine I'm dining
that, I couldn't give a flying
The whole hood, them'a my rhyming
I'm hood like Little Red Riding
Oh, what big bars you
a nigga, no pen
If you diss KA, your