Luyện nghe bài hát Quarterback

Fo sho, pass sweet nigga
And quit bumpin' yo
See that you be barkin' Mayne
I already

At least twice fucka
Bling, some ice
The dope game of fame
I'm in Jerry Rice

Money
This nigga known for sparatic
wit the gadget
Lettin' suckas have it

Like magic,
Squash the chitter
blatter is fin to splatter
When these hollow scatter

Oh, he headed, tatted up
And got his on
Gang out
Rowdy then get his on

he think he hard 'cuz he just got out the pen
Think I a fuck, I put hands on that man
I'm from the
kilo's, pounds, and quarters

Smoke with the
Servin' all you sodas from border to
your quarter on the freeway
I got your and your sister havin' three ways

a fuck nigga, I'm not trippin'
Baby Bash a reeny, what the is you sippin'?
Pimpin' the hood chicken Mayne, off the Richter
Got the game locked like a boa

Boy, I stay out like a playa should
Nigga don't smash out to a whole hood
night, plane flight
With a of G's

'n' brown, ryda thugz
Keep it all to the Mayne
collar poppin'
Still feddy

Gotta keep this knockin'
me and Beesh be known for flossin'
Game tight like a brand new fit
a drop top cad with an all chrome kit

Top notch bitch who low cat trip
Gotta 'em all the same
Get 'em off my dick the fifth
And them haters

they be doin' too much
It's Mr. Kee up out the bay
With soldiers ready to
But the keep rudely

slugs be hittin'
Tryin' to act
But sharp as a kitten
Cup cake nigga, fake ass

West side stays unforgiven
Women and cash but the past ain't my
Spinnin' out of control like I'm my own grave
But I get paid, gotta stay thugged up to lifestyle

'Cuz I'm a quarterback, I smoke a quarter
Bash a reeny fettuccine, Mayne, I told you
'Cuz I'm a quarterback, I smoke a quarter
Bash a fettuccine, Mayne, I told you that

Uh, get your on
Get your gritz on, boy get gritz on
Get gritz on, get your gritz on
get your gritz on