Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterbackin

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

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

And I play fair wit' my eye on the enemy
the block just me and my mini-me
Did it and lived it, here
Cops fillin' wit' my projects find it

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

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If you got the crackin' and ya money's stackin', ya
Quarterbackin',
Leader of the squad and your the team
Quaterbackin',
little 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 lived it, or seen it, or done it
Seen fiends vomit, green I had to clean it up wit' comet
stuff, so many deaths my streets is haunted

Believe us, you shoulda seen us, like Wile E. Coyote, man super
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 have a Lord Jesus
When my name was earl before the rap
from secret squirrel, I had my own thang
Raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, gorillas and

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

19 years young, of 80 thousand
Trust me young'n Pusha was browsin' for nothin' section 8 housin'
I'm stompin' 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 leanin' fiends like the Tower of Pisa
Damn he's

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

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