Luyện nghe bài hát Sellout

1]
It's been a time coming but now I'm back at it
Flipping the script, from balling to gansta rap classics
You that shit that hit the hood and upset it
If niggas respect it, the squares gon' rep it
I done came in to bring it to you
The uncut version of ganstarism the nickel painted Ruger
Quick to cock it on you, spark light in your
The unexpected is to you now nigga, surprise!
Who is it? (Face, marchin', mobbin')
You said it one more (Face Mob)
What else? (we you)
Now lay it down
The ruler's back, cause it's too many pussies out
making bullshit and ruining rap
I gotta check this whole 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 move a few more
Just me in the ghetto cause the hood stay truest
You fuck around and the other side of the track
Catch you a brick then that you can't come back
I'ma stick to the
it if I don't go two
The homies know that Face true
And I've got more muscle, my sounds don't change
Been the ever since I stepped in the game
Now, this is for these niggas switchin' they
Prostituting theyself, to get them a hit
Suck a

You a nigga
Bow down nigga before they fuck around and you face down in the river
Talk nigga and I'ma bust you in your 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 I'm the nigga
Out here backing it up, you acting it up
I can prove you ain't as as what you claiming to be
You the king on your block, but you shit in DC
You ain't shit off in the of Chi
You ain't off in the Do It or Die
They want to you alive
Out here talking like you arms
We don't shoot at motherfuckers, we done flipped the script to bombs
I can end it for niggas out here who's in the booth
Any I can hit the hood cause Scar is the truth
I know so much about these streets that I can walk asleep
You can't tell me shit about your hood, I on your beat
I know your whole life story, 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 to respect that
And you can a snitch a mile away
Fuck him in his ass and him dick, a pound 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 I was raised with who know who I am
Lil' Brad from out of South Acres, prone for
Never ducked the motherfucker, I was for the dirt
Got respect from older cause I was down for the work
Fondren had its Great Skate I'd roll to the club
Drunk off the bird with thumbtack holes in my
Stood in the corner waiting for bullshit to
And in the event it you saw a fool get stomped
it is, can't get this shit no realer than that
Had a super boxing game, but now I'm peeling cap
I done in fist fights 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 everytime I him
Ain't no pussy in me, I've been for before this rap shit
I study MCs, how I know you hoes is plastic
So-a, your ass and I'ma tell 'em the truth
Fabricate bumps and bruises homey, do what you do
remember who for real when they tell you they real
I survived the game of nigga, fuck some skills

2x

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