Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterbackin

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

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

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

Not was I in the game, I was gifted in it
Served to the fiends and we called 'em dinners
Put the raw wit' the fake out, it in it
Can't explain the cat's hustle, it just was in
Malicious

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

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

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

It's long money I earn, I'm bald headed, but I used to have a Jesus perm
When my was earl before the rap game
Runnin' from squirrel, I had my own thang
by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, gorillas and bulls

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

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

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Now of course you know I ain't about sports
I'm talkin' about runnin some
I'm talkin' about and illustratin'
ya paper route

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