Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete

I was throwing a game with a and a sword
Started having money, things that I used to couldn't afford
At the beginning of my mannishness, I was the
I a nickel plated four fift'

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

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

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

I come the streets
they play for keeps
The strong and the
be concrete

I'm from the
every day they leak
Ambulance and
Gotta be

He started out fast, he came in last, outta 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 Nah, we divorced
You make any No remorse
full of shit just like a port-a-potty
His hustle game's sloppy, off them boppies

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

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

I come from the
they play for keeps
The strong and the
be concrete

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

He put his where is mouth is, good riddance
They be yelling a drive-thru, "A Kentucky Fried Chicken"
wasn't gangbangin' but they was set tripping
Ate him up real good but still living

The victim's parents on a case for real
Tried to put the nigger who did it behind
And him pay they doctor's bill
But the shooter a monster, he hella
So ain't nobody talking, here

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

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

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

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