Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterbackin

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

Can't you tell there's been a 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
Huggin' the 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 called 'em
Put the raw wit' the fake out, it in it
Can't explain the cat's hustle, guess it was in
Malicious

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

Might not know I'm talkin' about
If you never lived it, or seen it, or done it
fiends vomit, green stuff I had to clean it up wit' 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 only had a couple 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 some

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
from secret squirrel, I had my own thang
Raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, and bulls

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

19 years young, of 80 thousand
Trust me Pusha was never 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, never, you seen 'em
Posted in the hood fiends like the Tower of Pisa
he's good

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Now of you know I ain't talkin' about sports
I'm talkin' runnin some shit
I'm talkin' about workestratin' and
Glorifyin' ya route

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