Beanie Sigel What a Thug About Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Yo Beanie Mac rap guerrilla
I'm out for the skrilla
Face it ain't no replacement for this killa
Keep your hands where I can see em
Don't make me nervous
This 4-4 auto mat
U don't deserve this s___
Kids either don't make me make u a believa
I do a lotta talkin I speak wit the heater
I'll run up in your crib put some in your wig
Your baby's cryin pop pop pop put some in the crib
And I want everything not just some of the s___
Got n____s comin home at night like you son of b____
n____ done took me off yeah you shook and soft
You can't blink around no crook
One look you lost
n____s'll find your b____ to find your bricks
See if you love your b____ or you love your chips
4-4 snub s___ sendin slugs to the whip
Beanie Sigel desert eagle I love this thug s___

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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

(Verse 2)
A true thugs speads his game linked up in bubble
While n____s stay in one lane like the lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo
Ain't no tellin first union or mellan
First n____ that move put two up in his melon
>From the 9-2 emberetem parabellum
And I run through cats
I'm 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 s___ and had bad run in's
Talked my way outta s___ and near death come in
Real thugs do what they want say what they feel
They never front they keep it real

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(Verse 3)
n____s claim to be thugs you real f___in suckas
Quick a__ runnin good f___in 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 don't know s___ if anything ever blows
Thugs don't wanna talk s___ out
They wanna spark s___ out
Till the cops come an chalk s___ 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