Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterbackin

Tell the cops don't read it
Them days of slangin' yay finished, them days have been done ended
So far gone them days I'm offended
Snitches speak my name till they get winded

Can't you tell there's been a switch
Now fellas decide that they run and tell like in the fifth grade
But I'm too gone, be clear
Even when you see me, I am not really

And I ain't fair wit' my eye on the enemy
Huggin' the block me and my mini-me
Did it and lived it, grinded
Cops wit' my projects find it yeah

Not only was I in the game, I was in it
food to the fiends and we called 'em dinners
Put the raw wit' the out, mixed it in it
explain the cat's hustle, guess it just was in
It's

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If you got the turf and ya money's stackin', ya
Quarterbackin',
Leader of the squad and your the captain
Quaterbackin',
Gotta change and ya drivin' a range
Quarterbackin',
If ya sound system bangs, and ya pushin' thangs
Quarterbackin',

Might not know I'm talkin' about
If you ain't never lived it, or seen it, or it
Seen fiends vomit, green stuff I had to clean it up wit'
Mean stuff, so many deaths my is haunted

Believe us, you seen us, like Wile E. Coyote, man super genius
all odds like Serena and Venus
I only had a couple in my life, but not too many thought I was grown
Who woulda thought I'd my skill for a microphone
And be rappin' it up in the song, slidin' on some chrome

long money I earn, I'm bald headed, but I used to have a Lord Jesus perm
When my name was earl the rap game
Runnin' from secret squirrel, I had my own
Raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, gorillas and

I play the field like
endzone to endzone
Serve that ish like snowcones in the
Entrenched in the gutter, I was lost in the
'cause I make the gat stutta a old G should
Mamas lookin', so snookin'
Nights in the kitchen thought I'd never finish
Way before pay for that I'm mouthin'

19 years young, of 80 thousand
Trust me young'n Pusha was never for nothin' section 8 housin'
I'm stompin' like King Kong claimin' his home, his jungle
Mumblers the hood hates singers
I connect, block the corner like Jenga, never, you seen 'em
Posted in the leanin' fiends like the Tower of Pisa
Damn he's

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Now of course you know I talkin' about sports
I'm about runnin some shit
I'm talkin' about workestratin' and
Glorifyin' ya paper

it serve it to, uh..
Gettin' out there hustlin', and grindin'
ya thug-thizzlemajiggadale
Quarterbackin' man, hustlin'
Trust main, yeah, in real life main
call it pitchin', some call it grindin'
We call it
Yeah, and I ain't talkin' about sports, trust