Luyện nghe bài hát No Sellout (f/ Koncrete)

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

Spark the weed up turn the 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 clear
instant right 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 give ya timid

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

To all my kinfolkin' stressing keep on smoking
Nick and Slick, Tone and Mint gotta hit the 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 soldiers far away
But I'm living on the corner got this hardened
Know it's wrong but fuck that leave me where the at
Last year was hard this one even worser now
Chilled from the but my anger got me colder now

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

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

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 stacking funds, fuck selling out

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

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

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

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

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

We like cave-dwellers them haters be way jealous
speaking that haterism, you need to behave fellas
We banging fo' sho now you'd we be slow 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 roll up the marijuana we hotter than
Don't Lil' Man put it on ya
You sweating me like a

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

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

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

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

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

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