Luyện nghe bài hát What A Thug About

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

Kids either make me make you a believer
I do a lotta talkin', I speak wit the
I'll run up in your crib put in your wig
Your cryin', pop pop pop, put some in the crib

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

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

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

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

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

I know how to play Cee-Lo, set it off Cleo
Ain't no tellin' union or Mellan
First nigga that move put two up in his
the 9-2 emberetem parabellum

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

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

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

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

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

Duck behind cars, hide poles
Know I by the code, anything goes
Real thugs stand up straight, they never
And don't know shit if anything ever blows

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

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