Sellout lyrics

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

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

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

**Chorus(2x)**
You a sellout nigga
Bow down nigga before they fuck around and find
you face down in the river
Talk down nigga and I'ma bust you in your mouth
nigga
Show 'em you a foul ass nigga

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

**Chorus(2x)**
You a sellout nigga
Bow down nigga before they fuck around and find
you face down in the river
Talk down nigga and I'ma bust you in your mouth
nigga
Show 'em you a foul ass nigga