Luyện nghe bài hát Sellout

1]
It's been a long time but now I'm back at it
Flipping the script, from balling back to rap classics
You that shit that hit the hood and upset it
If real respect it, the squares gon' rep it
I done in here to bring it to you
The uncut version of ganstarism with the nickel painted
Quick to cock it on you, light in your eyes
The unexpected is to you now nigga, surprise!
Who is it? (Face, marchin', mobbin')
You it one more time (Face Mob)
What else? (we you)
Now motherfuckers lay it
The ruler's back, cause it's too many out here
making bullshit records and rap
I check this whole game; niggas out here listening
to these record label bitches instead of they thing
I'm a real nigga, a nigga till it's done with
And I could never let you talk me into shit
Like selling out to a few more units
Just keep me in the cause the hood stay truest
You fuck around and cross the other of the track
Catch you a brick realize that you can't come back
stick to the facts
Fuck it if I go two
The homies know that Face stay
And though I've got more muscle, my sounds change
Been the same ever I stepped in the game
Now, this is for niggas switchin' they shit
Prostituting theyself, to get them a hit
Suck a

You a nigga
Bow down before they fuck around and find you face down in the river
Talk down nigga and I'ma bust you in mouth nigga
'em you a foul ass nigga
You a nigga and I'ma bust you in your mouth nigga
Show 'em you a ass nigga

2]
Fo sho I talk a lot of shit but you can bet that I'm the
Out here it up, while you acting it up
I can prove you ain't as real as what you to be
You the king on your block, but you shit in DC
You shit off in the city of Chi
You ain't off in the Do It or Die
They want to skin you
Out talking like you carrying arms
We don't shoot at motherfuckers, we done flipped the to carrying bombs
I can end it for niggas out who's hard in the booth
Any city I can hit the hood cause is the truth
I know so much these streets that I can walk them asleep
You can't tell me about your hood, I walked on your beat
I know your life story, plus I've seen for myself
You got caught smoking dope, that's why sent you to jail
Had you locked up with wet backs, only real niggas suffer set
90 days and I ain't goin' to respect
And you can sniff a a mile away
him in his ass and feed him dick, a pound a day

2x

You a nigga
Bow down nigga before they fuck around and find you down in the river
Talk down nigga and I'ma bust you in your mouth
'em you a foul ass nigga

3]
I've got niggas I was raised who know who I am
Lil' Brad from out of South Acres, prone for
Never the motherfucker, I was down for the dirt
Got respect from older cats I was down for the work
When Fondren had its Skate I'd roll to the club
off the bird with thumbtack holes in my glove
Stood in the corner waiting for bullshit to
And in the event it jumped you saw a fool get
it is, can't get this shit no realer than that
Had a super game, but now I'm peeling your cap
I done been in fist with niggas twice my size
Got an record, 27 and 5
And the 5 losses I got, I had to 'em
So he had to fight me I seen him
Ain't no pussy in me, I've been for before this rap shit
I study MCs, that's how I know you is plastic
So-a, shake your ass and I'ma 'em the truth
Fabricate your bumps and homey, do what you do
Just who for real when they tell you they real
I survived the game of nigga, fuck some skills

2x

You a sellout
Bow down nigga before they fuck around and you face down in the river
Talk down nigga and I'ma bust you in your nigga
Show 'em you a foul ass