Luyện nghe bài hát What A Thug About

Yo Beanie, Mac, rap guerrilla, I'm out for the
Face it ain't no for this killa
your hands where I can see 'em, don't make me nervous
This 4-4 auto mat, you don't this shit

Kids either don't make me make you a
I do a lotta talkin', I speak wit the
I'll run up in your crib put in your wig
baby's cryin', pop pop pop, put some in the crib

And I want everything not some of the shit
Got niggas comin' home at night like you son of
Nigga done took me off, you shook and soft
You can't blink around no crook, one you lost

Niggas'll find your bitch to your bricks
See if you love your bitch or you your chips
4-4 shit sendin' slugs to the whip
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, I this thug shit

Yo, what you really know what a thug
Locked up in the bing, no about
On the block doin' your thing, drugs about
Tell me what you really know a thug about

Yo, what you really what a thug about?
up in the bing, no grub about
On the block doin' your thing, drugs about
Tell me you really know what a thug about

A true thugs spreads his game up in bubble
While niggas stay in one lane like the Lincoln
I refuse to limit my to one hustle
I don't only crack or let the cards shuffle

I know how to play Cee-Lo, set it off like
no tellin' first union or Mellan
First nigga that put two up in his melon
the 9-2 emberetem parabellum

And I run cats, I'm a true gun cat
One nickel, one black, who that?
I done schooled, my youngin's, tools to my youngin's
Broke food wit my youngin's, rules wit my youngin's

my way outta shit and had bad run in's
Talked my way outta and near death come in
Real thugs do they want say what they feel
They never front they keep it

Yo, what you really know what a thug
Locked up in the bing, no grub
On the block doin' your thing, drugs about
me what you really know what a thug about

Yo, what you really know what a about?
up in the bing, no grub about
On the block doin' thing, slingin' drugs about
Tell me what you really what a thug about

Niggas claim to be thugs, you real suckas
Quick ass runnin', good duckas
Obey the rules when my unloads
'Cause when I start firin', stop drop and

Duck behind cars, hide behind
Know I live by the code, anything
Real thugs stand up straight, they fold
And they don't know shit if ever blows

Thugs don't wanna talk shit out, they wanna shit out
Till the cops come an shit out
wit the toasta extra clip in the leg holster
Face off like and Travolta

If you got beef, a thug gonna ya
Talk behind back, a thug gonna approach ya
Right amount of stack, a gonna ghost ya
Lay you out like a thug suppose to