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 killa
Keep your hands where I can see 'em, don't me nervous
This 4-4 auto mat, you don't deserve this

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

And I want everything not just of the shit
Got comin' home at night like you son of bitch
Nigga done took me off, yeah you 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 or you love your chips
4-4 snub sendin' slugs to the whip
Sigel, desert eagle, I love this thug shit

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

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

I know how to play Cee-Lo, set it off like
Ain't no tellin' union or Mellan
First nigga 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 that?
I done schooled, my youngin's, gave tools to my
Broke food wit my youngin's, rules wit my youngin's

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

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

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

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

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

Thugs wanna talk shit out, they wanna spark shit out
Till the cops come an shit out
Blaze wit the toasta extra in the leg holster
Face off like and Travolta

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