Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete

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

Dautons, Granadas, Caddys and
Chevy, Impalas, and Mustang
Donkey rows, like a Pharaoh
Troop jackets, Apparel

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

Triple beam scared while I was flipping the
Hella clientele, I was my loot
Concrete, I made of feathers
shit up just like some angry protesters

I come from the
Where they play for
The and the weak
be concrete

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

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

You still in the Nah, we divorced
You make any No remorse
You're full of shit just like a
His game's sloppy, tricking off them boppies

I'm for what's right, maybe that'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
Stop with your peter

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

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

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

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

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

Not only
But the victim don't want saying nothing anyway
when he get out and get his shit together
He put them niggas under the weather

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

I come the streets
Where they for keeps
The strong and the
Gotta be

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