What A Thug About-Beanie Sigel

　　　 Artist：beanie sigel Songs Title：what a thug about Yo beanie mac rap guerrilla Im out for the skrilla Face it aint no replacement for this killa Keep your hands where I can see em Dont make me nervous This 4-4 auto mat U dont deserve this sh*t Kids either dont make me make u a believa I do a lotta talkin I speak wit the heater Ill run up in your crib put some in your wig Your babys cryin pop pop pop put some in the crib And I want everything not just some of the sh*t Got niggas comin home at night like you son of b**ch Ni**a done took me off yeah you shook and soft You cant blink around no crook One look you lost Niggasll find your b**ch to find your bricks See if you love your b**ch or you love your chips 4-4 snub sh*t sendin slugs to the whip Beanie sigel desert eagle I love this thug sh*t Yo what you really know what a thug about Locked up in the bing no grub about On the block doin your thing slingin drugs about Tell me what you really know what a thug about A true thugs speads his game linked up in bubble While niggas stay in one lane like the lincoln tunnel I refuse to limit my game to one hustle I dont only sling crack or let the cards shuffle I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo Aint no tellin first union or mellan First ni**a that move put two up in his melon From the 9-2 emberetem parabellum And I run through cats Im a true gun cat One nickel One black Who want that I done schooled my youngins Gave tools to my youngins Broke food wit my youngins Broke rules wit my youngins Spark my way outta sh*t and had bad run ins Talked my way outta sh*t and near death come in Real thugs do what they want say what they feel They never front they keep it real Niggas claim to be thugs you real f**kin suckas Quick a** runnin good f**kin duckas Obey the rules when my glock unloads Cause when I start firin stop drop and roll Duck behind cars hide behind poles Know I live by the code anything goes Real thugs stand up straight they never fold And they dont know sh*t if anything ever blows Thugs dont wanna talk sh*t out They wanna spark sh*t out Till the cops come an chalk sh*t out Blaze wit the toasta extra clip in the leg holsta Face off like cage and travolta If you got beef a thug gonna roast ya Talk behind their back a thug gonna approach ya Right amount of stack a thug gonna ghost ya Lay you out flat like a thug suppose ta