Luyện nghe bài hát Sellout

1]
It's been a time coming but now I'm back at it
the script, from balling back to gansta rap classics
You know that that hit the hood and upset it
If real niggas respect it, the squares rep it
I done came in here to it to you
The uncut of ganstarism with the nickel painted Ruger
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 pussies out here
bullshit records and ruining rap
I check this whole game; niggas out here listening
to these record label bitches of doing they thing
I'm a real nigga, a street nigga till done with
And I could never let you talk me into dumb
selling out to move a few more units
Just keep me in the ghetto the hood stay truest
You fuck around and cross the other side of the
Catch you a then realize that you can't come back
I'ma stick to the
it if I don't go two
The homies that Face stay true
And though I've got muscle, my sounds don't change
Been the same ever since I in the game
Now, this is for these niggas switchin' they
Prostituting theyself, to get them a hit
Suck a

You a sellout
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 sellout nigga and I'ma 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 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 ain't shit off in the of Chi
You shit off in the Do It or Die
They want to you alive
Out talking like you carrying arms
We don't shoot at motherfuckers, we flipped the script to carrying bombs
I can end it for out here who's hard in the booth
Any I can hit the hood cause Scar is the truth
I know so much these streets that I can walk them asleep
You can't tell me shit about hood, I walked on your beat
I know whole life story, plus I've seen for myself
You got caught smoking dope, why they sent you to jail
Had you up with wet backs, only real niggas suffer set backs
90 days and I ain't to respect that
And you can sniff a snitch a mile
him in his ass and feed him dick, a pound a day

2x

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

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

2x

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