N-Dubz - Suck yourself

I like this one
Ya
Are you listening
Duku yourself
Na na niiii
Yo
I remember when we used to **** **** in pairs
I had to clamp my spot under those Sainsbury's stairs
Living on our pedal bikes, we didn't f***ing care
We'd always roll up on the buses, without paying the fares
If you splashing 8 bills on a zed
And you ain't coming back with more than two bags
Motherf***er that means, you ain't got a hussling head (no)
So that means you'd probably do anything for a cheque (pussy)
Who knows, talk to the feds about the rest
You can hush that beat
Cause there;s never been snitches in my nest
Up to this day I still get stop and search
And I still give the wrong name and address yes.
Back then I'd be out the house by ten
And if I where to come back
My mum would never know when
Instead of doing something good with my life,
I was out feeling untouchalbe, trying to rock grwon man
I dunno how he's done it but my lawyer's a G for
keeping me out of pen,
If I weren't for him and my Paps I'd be looking at ten
We all used o shot food but it was more about who
was the gulliest in the endz
Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my ***
Some things we wouldn't do and that was shot
to manz mum,
But I would jam out at the ***** house all night long
Seeing man ***** off the ***** and the *****
and the *****
When the morning used to come I'd smell minging
The weather was ***** my line never stopped dingin
****, *****, *****, ****, you could name me anything
There was nothing we weren't slingin,
Look at me now I'm singing, and my little son's grinning
Ma'd gonna sikts out when she sees her new yard and kitchen
The scene needs coaching so put your album out
the same day as us
and we'll see who's roasting

[Chorus]
Suck yourself, you don't ****
I can tell the way you talk about these ***** straps
That you ain'tnever cocked no still
Real recognize real
You know the deal
If you on this ting and you ain't talking ****
I'mma a see you when you make a mill
When you make a mill

When you make a mill, I'mma see ya
Respected to by G's coz I never tried to be one
But I been around duppy and money markers
It's football or music or let let the streets take us (no lie)
I never lie in my bars, artists blow and make up a past (stop lying)
They start lying to the listeners, I tell 'em be yourself
The real G's ain't listening
But now-a-days everybody's bad
Everybody's got a stra on and everybody bangs
And I don't give a ***** make me sick, na na niii
let me throw up a C
Please Mr Munks all good, do you think my hair
weren't cut the way I'm good in my hood
I pass through like show they show love??
It's an event whenever I shows up
The money it goes up, day by day, in vain??
These pricks will never say my name
I came from a place where it's all or nothing
Some I'mma take all and leave the boys nothing
Leave them boys scuffing, fighting over ****
No. 2 album, ***** I'm the *****
Ayo D.A. look now we been there??
We used to be in the flats chillin'
Look at me now I'm spittin, cheeks still grinning
pass through my hood
Big dutta A.R. chain swinging, paids arm boasting
I can burn bread at one for corners ways

[Chrous]
Suck yourself, you don't ****
I can tell the way you talk about these ***** straps
That you ain'tnever cocked no still
Real recognize real
You know the deal
If you on this ting and you ain't talking ****
I'mma a see you when you make a mill
When you make a mill

Yo
I was never ballin', my trainers all had smile
On their faces they were talking
Always dressing bummie?? In some oversized tracksuit
Running round the streets with the gulliest of black youths
Robbing ****** bare faced, I knew it wasn't fair mate
We'd lick a couple lappies then will meet up at
the staircase
Uncle B was the realist thing that I believed in
Didn't think four years down the line I'll still be
breathing

[Chorus]
So suck yourself, you don't ****
I can tell the way you talk about these ***** straps
That you ain'tnever cocked no still
Real recognize real
You know the deal
If you on this ting and you ain't talking ****
I'mma a see you when you make a mill
When you make a mill
***** it