Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete

I was a game with a shield and a sword
having money, buying things that I used to couldn't afford
At the of my mannishness, I was the mannish-itz
I bought a nickel plated fift'

Dautons, Granadas, Caddys and
Chevy, Impalas, and Mustang
Donkey rows, jewelry like a
Troop jackets, DBoy

Hop, we speak, coke, whatever you
You ought to add subtract but can barely
No, I can't, yes, I did, no, I
You I'll be dead or successful or in prison

Triple beam scared while I was the goop
Hella clientele, I was getting my
Concrete, I ain't of feathers
Tear shit up like some angry protesters

I come from the
Where play for keeps
The strong and the
Gotta be

I'm the streets
every day they leak
Ambulance and
be concrete

He started out fast, he came in last, went gas
But he was winning at first, what you call a like that?
A quarter horse, enter the and came when I left, a tortoise
That's talk, man, you a man, of course

You still in the game? Nah, we
You make any No remorse
You're of shit just like a port-a-potty
His hustle sloppy, tricking off them boppies

I'm for what's right, maybe that's what's
what I was just telling my little homie on the phone
Be a leader, not a
And if going to be a follower, follow the right leader
thinking with your peter

My peter? Yeah, your
Why? A chick get you hit
your eye on the sparrow
Get and ambushed
They'll limit with your space, space is narrow

I come from the
Where they play for
The strong and the
Gotta be

I'm from the
Where day they leak
Ambulance and
be concrete

He put his foot where is mouth is, good
would be yelling a drive-thru, "A Kentucky Fried Chicken"
They gangbangin' but they was set tripping
Ate him up real good but still living

The parents lawyer on a case for real
to put the nigger who did it behind bars
And make him pay doctor's bill
But the shooter a monster, he fear
So nobody talking, listen here

Not only
But the don't want nobody saying nothing anyway
Because he get out and get his shit together
He gon' put them niggas under the

it comes to feuding and funking, gotta be clever
Beefing, commotion and drastic measures, measures
From the top of my to the bottom of my feet
I don't know about you, but I'ma stay

I come the streets
Where play for keeps
The and the weak
Gotta be

I'm from the
Where every day they
and police
Gotta be