Luyện nghe bài hát No Sellout (f/ Koncrete)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah,
Eightball nigga, nigga
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah,

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

Set it I bet it won't forget it I wrote I edit
Call the paramedic, said I it, still in it to win it
From start to no gimmick
Got to give ya timid

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

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

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

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

I open 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 funds, fuck selling out

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

I got my nigga's me
You got a problem 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 hearing came from Frank
We do it big keep it gangsta got to stay

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

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

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

We rugged like cave-dwellers them be way jealous
They speaking that haterism, you need to behave
We banging fo' sho now you'd think we be now
Them 'Bama ripping hard, we make you say, "Oh now"

I never come synthetic, the diabetic
You should be apologetic for shit so pathetic
So roll up the marijuana we hotter than
make Lil' Man put it on ya
You sweating me a sauna

My nigga get real with it from here to with it
We showing y'all still with it so nigga just 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 from the 'Bama, 'Bama got of monogrammar
Call me yo pussy-rammer dick in yo mamma-jamma
Pose for that camera cat be sweeter Tropicana
All for the but I be like yo fuck the glamor
My country grammar have bitches out of pajama
But not the shady one that get you off in the slammer

Me and my fama out dirty be actin' nutty with [unverified]
it smutty even the [unverified]
Busters wonder what they facing
got them thoughts that longer than tele communications
Wait for the
Slab we be blazing that southern incantations

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

I open 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 stacking funds, fuck selling out

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