Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterbackin

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

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

And I play fair wit' my eye on the enemy
Huggin' the just me and my mini-me
Did it and it, grinded here
Cops fillin' wit' my find it yeah

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

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If you got the turf crackin' and ya stackin', ya
Quarterbackin',
Leader of the squad and your the team
Quaterbackin',
Gotta change and ya drivin' a range
Quarterbackin',
If ya sound bangs, and ya pushin' them thangs
Quarterbackin',

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

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

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

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

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

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Now of course you I ain't talkin' about sports
I'm talkin' about some shit
I'm talkin' about and illustratin'
Glorifyin' ya paper

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