Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterbackin

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

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

And I ain't play wit' my eye on the enemy
the block just me and my mini-me
Did it and it, grinded here
Cops fillin' 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 cat's hustle, it just was in
Malicious

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If you got the crackin' and ya money's stackin', ya
Quarterbackin',
Leader of the squad and your the captain
Quaterbackin',
Gotta little change and ya a range
Quarterbackin',
If ya sound bangs, and ya pushin' them 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 comet
Mean stuff, so deaths my streets is haunted

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

It's long money I earn, I'm bald headed, but I used to a Lord 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 field Vick
From endzone to
Serve that ish like snowcones in the
in the gutter, I was lost in the good
'cause I the gat stutta like a old G should
Mamas lookin', so much
in the kitchen thought I'd never finish cookin'
Way pay for this that I'm mouthin'

19 young, upward of 80 thousand
Trust me young'n Pusha was never browsin' for nothin' section 8
I'm through like King Kong claimin' 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 the Tower of Pisa
he's good

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

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