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 hands where I can see 'em, don't make me
This 4-4 auto mat, you deserve this shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Spark my way outta shit and had bad run
my way outta shit and near death come in
Real do what they want say what they feel
never front they keep it real

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

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

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

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

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

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