Luyện nghe bài hát No Sellout (f/ Koncrete)

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

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

Set it I bet it they forget it I wrote I edit
Call the paramedic, said I it, still in it to win it
From to finish no gimmick
Got to spinach ya timid

I'm so fuck it, I love it
Dogs we above it corrupted
dawn to dusk so we can thug it
(Naw)

To all my broken kinfolkin' stressing on smoking
Nick and Slick, Tone and Mint hit the grind again
Living dirty gots to get with it to go and get it
8ways we represent it all my is demented
Better watch them cars that's tinted you want to be up in it

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

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

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

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

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

At the looking at girls with big ass and titties
The instrumental that you came from Frank Nitti
We do it big keep it got to stay gritty

We on the rise real fast gas prices
The industry is bland so we came to add
Heat it up beat it up thugs it up
Transform it into that's complete with us
You didn't know I run with killers on a
Conceal rhyme skill is spectacular

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

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 guns stacking funds, fuck out

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

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

I never come synthetic, the diabetic
You should be apologetic for spittin' shit so
So up the marijuana we hotter than Arizona
Don't Lil' Man put it on ya
You sweating me like a

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

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

Me and my fama out there dirty be nutty with [unverified]
Keeping it even the [unverified]
ain't wonder what they facing
Niggas got them that longer than tele communications
for the [unverified]
Slab we be blazing spitting that incantations

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

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

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