Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterbackin

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

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

And I ain't play wit' my eye on the enemy
Huggin' the block just me and my
Did it and lived it, here
fillin' wit' my projects find it yeah

Not only was I in the game, I was in it
Served to the fiends and we called 'em dinners
Put the raw the fake out, mixed it in it
Can't explain the hustle, guess it just was in
Malicious

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If you got the crackin' and ya money's stackin', ya
Quarterbackin',
Leader of the and your the team captain
Quaterbackin',
Gotta little change and ya drivin' a
Quarterbackin',
If ya sound bangs, and ya pushin' them thangs
Quarterbackin',

Might not know what I'm talkin'
If you ain't never it, or seen it, or done it
Seen fiends vomit, green stuff I had to it up wit' comet
Mean stuff, so deaths my streets is haunted

Believe us, you shoulda seen us, like Wile E. Coyote, man genius
Against all odds Serena and Venus
I only had a jobs in my life, but not too many thought I was grown
Who thought I'd sell 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 was earl before the rap game
Runnin' secret squirrel, I had my own thang
Raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, gorillas and

I play the like Vick
From endzone to
Serve ish like snowcones in the hood
Entrenched in the gutter, I was lost in the
'cause I make the gat like a old G should
Mamas lookin', so much
Nights in the kitchen I'd never finish cookin'
Way before pay for this I'm mouthin'

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

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Now of course you I ain't talkin' about sports
I'm about runnin some shit
I'm talkin' about workestratin' and
Glorifyin' ya route

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