Luyện nghe bài hát No Sellout (f/ Koncrete)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah,
nigga, Koncrete nigga
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah,

Spark the weed up the beat up let's get it popping
It's on we dropping that homegrown to ghetto topic
Flip shit rip shit quick bit sick with shit here
Explicit content misfits fear now get this shit clear
This instant here

Set it I bet it they won't forget it I wrote I
Call the paramedic, said I meant it, in it to win it
start to finish no gimmick
Got to spinach ya timid

I'm rugged so fuck it, I it
Dogs we stay above it
From dawn to so we can thug it
(Naw)

To all my broken kinfolkin' stressing keep on
Nick and Slick, Tone and Mint gotta hit the again
Living dirty to get with it time to go and get it
8ways we represent it all my is demented
Better watch them cars that's tinted you don't to be up in it

Swish this tre Hardaway send they soldiers far away
But I'm living on the corner got hardened marijuana
it's wrong but fuck that leave me where the bucks at
Last year was this one looking even worser now
Chilled from the but my anger got me colder now

Whatcha really gon' do round
We like Chuck and we can't get out
On the block and I'ma sell them
Rock through and we got to open up shop
(Yeah, Koncrete, Eightball this right here)
Yeah, yeah, that's how we do it

I open up my mouth, you can hear the south
Packing stacking funds, fuck selling out
When I up my mouth, you can hear the south
guns stacking funds, fuck selling out

When I open up my mouth, you can hear the
Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
When I open up my mouth, you can the south
Packing guns stacking funds, selling out

I got my nigga's me
You got a with something
I say come get me
I'm in a southern sipping on some cold Remy

At the club looking at girls with big ass and
The instrumental that you hearing came from Nitti
We do it big it gangsta got to stay gritty

We on the rise fast like gas prices
The is bland so we came to add spices
Heat it up it up thugs treat it up
Transform it into something that's complete us
You know I run with killers on a regular
Conceal rhyme skill is spectacular

Little got my back, baby bear witness
Get past him and you gonna have to with Tony Dimples
Deon and Green make it seem so simple
8ways representing making crews cripple
You know I, you I, I

I open up my mouth, you can hear the south
Packing stacking funds, fuck selling out
When I up my mouth, you can hear the south
Packing guns stacking funds, selling out

When I open up my mouth, you can the south
Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
When I open up my mouth, you can the south
Packing guns stacking funds, fuck out

We rugged like them haters be way jealous
They speaking that haterism, you need to fellas
We banging fo' sho now think we be slow now
Them 'Bama boys ripping hard, we you say, "Oh now"

I come synthetic, the lyrical diabetic
You should be for spittin' shit so pathetic
So roll up the we hotter than Arizona
Don't make Man put it on ya
You sweating me like a

My get real with it from here to Mobile with it
We y'all still with it so nigga just deal with it
Koncrete and the Fat Mack we sip on that
So let's get this platinum plaque so we can watch paper

I be nigga from the 'Bama, 'Bama got plenty of monogrammar
Call me yo dumping dick in yo mamma-jamma
Pose for that camera cat be sweeter Tropicana
All for the fashion but I be yo fuck the glamor
My grammar have bitches come out of pajama
But not the shady one that get you throwed off in the

Me and my fama out there dirty be actin' nutty [unverified]
it smutty even the [unverified]
Busters ain't what they facing
got them thoughts that longer than tele communications
Wait for the
Slab we be blazing spitting that southern

When I up my mouth, you can hear the south
Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
When I open up my mouth, you can the south
Packing guns funds, fuck selling out

When I up my mouth, you can hear the south
Packing guns funds, fuck selling out
When I open up my mouth, you can hear the
Packing stacking funds, fuck selling out

When I open up my, damn hold up is it?