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

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

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

Not was I in the game, I was gifted in it
food to the fiends and we called 'em dinners
Put the raw wit' the fake out, it in it
Can't explain the 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 the team captain
Quaterbackin',
Gotta change and ya drivin' a range
Quarterbackin',
If ya system bangs, and ya pushin' them thangs
Quarterbackin',

Might not what I'm talkin' about
If you ain't lived it, or seen it, or done it
Seen fiends vomit, stuff I had to clean it up wit' comet
Mean stuff, so many my streets is haunted

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

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

I play the like Vick
endzone to endzone
Serve that ish snowcones in the hood
in the gutter, I was lost in the good
'cause I the gat stutta like a old G should
lookin', so much snookin'
Nights in the kitchen thought I'd finish cookin'
Way before pay for this I'm mouthin'

19 young, upward of 80 thousand
Trust me young'n Pusha was never browsin' for nothin' 8 housin'
I'm stompin' through King Kong claimin' his home, his jungle
Mumblers beware the hates singers
I connect, block the corner Jenga, fall never, you seen 'em
Posted in the hood leanin' fiends the Tower of Pisa
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 and illustratin'
Glorifyin' ya paper

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