[Lily Allen]

So you wanna be a gangster?

Tell me just one thing

What you know about being a hard-man?

Your mum buys your bling

Your pockets getting bigger but you couldn't pull the trigger if you need to

Cause you haven't got it

So you might as well quit



[ Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal ]

I'm moving, couldn't be losing

Nothing but a success thing, I'm proving

Nothing to you half-heart wasters

Standing there yap-yap-yapping on cruising

Nobody dictates, I'm choosing

Where I go, what I do with my life, stupid

And I hold my own, I'm Raskit

You better watch your tone, you spastic

'low it, you're not heartless

Nothing but a lot of hot air, you're harmless

I keep getting my paper regardless

Your words don't faze me, I'm marvelous

Age 22, zero tolerance

And I ain't got no time for the nonsense

You wanna see me, come to my concerts

And we can do it on stage with a audience



[Hook]



[ Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal ]

Beef, stripes, guts, glory

All these hype bredders in the club bore me

I wish when I'd come through they'd ignore me

I really can't deal with another war story

Bredders in my face with a fist full of paper

Trying to make out they're a big money maker

Talking all loud (Better know man a hustler)

I ain't got time, rudeboy, see you later

And I can't forget these groupies following

Fronting, raving, ranting, hollering

Yeah, I know I shouldn't be complaining

But these Jezebels do my brain in

(I ain't no groupie, who ya calling Jezebel?

Don't chat to me like I'm just any girl)

Ah security, somebody move her

(I don't wanna talk to you anyway, loser)



[Hook]



[ Bridge: Lily Allen - 2X ]

That whip don't make you a big man (Nah mate)

That chain don't make you a big man (Nah mate)

I know you think you're a big man (What mate?)

But really you're just a waste, man ('low it)



[ Verse 3: Dizzee Rascal ]

Yo, let me wrap it up while I've still got time

Ain't nobody telling about no Grime

Cause I know where I stand with it, I'm fine

Handle your biz, I'm handling mine

Everybody chatting 'bout black-on-black crime

All I see is the blind leading the blind

I wanna leave all the pettiness behind

You don't really want to see me cross that line

Leave me alone or you'll be sorry

Beef ain't nothing new to me, you wally

Why don't you just kick back, be jolly

Stay at home with a cup of tea, watch Corrie

I'm not listening anyway, man

Who rattled your cage anyway, man

Ain't no slacking with this young man

Do what I gotta do everyday, fam