Luyện nghe bài hát Sellout

1]
It's been a long time but now I'm back at it
Flipping the script, from back to gansta rap classics
You that shit that hit the hood and upset it
If real niggas respect it, the gon' rep it
I done in here to bring it to you
The version of ganstarism with the nickel painted Ruger
Quick to cock it on you, spark light in eyes
The unexpected is to you now nigga, surprise!
Who is it? (Face, marchin', mobbin')
You it one more time (Face Mob)
else? (we keep you)
Now lay it down
The ruler's back, cause it's too many pussies out
making records and ruining rap
I gotta check whole game; niggas out here listening
to these record label bitches instead of doing thing
I'm a real nigga, a nigga till it's done with
And I could let you talk me into dumb shit
Like selling out to a few more units
Just keep me in the ghetto cause the hood truest
You fuck around and cross the side of the track
Catch you a then realize that you can't come back
I'ma stick to the
Fuck it if I go two
The homies know that stay true
And though I've got more muscle, my don't change
Been the same ever I stepped in the game
Now, this is for these niggas switchin' shit
theyself, trying to get them a hit
Suck a

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

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

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
'em you a foul ass nigga

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

2x

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