Dj Clue - What A Thug About lyrics

Beanie mack right guerilla i'm out for the skrilla Face it ain't no replacement for this k**a Keep your hands where i can see 'em an don't make me nervous This 4-4 auto mag you don't deserve this sh** Kids either don't make me make you a believa I don't do a lotta talkin' i speak wit the heata I run up in your crib put some in your wig Your babies cryin pop pop pop put some in the crib And i want everything not just some of the sh** Got n***as comin home at night like you son of a b**h n***a done tooked me off you shook an soft You can't blink round no crook one look you lost n***as'll find your b**h to find your bricks See if you love your chick or you love your chips 4-4 snub sh** send slugs to the whip Beanie seigal desert eagle i love this thug sh** (chorus) x2 Yo what you really know what a thug about Locked up in the bing no grub about On the block doin your thing slingin d** about Tell me what you really know what a thug about A true thug spreads his game linked up in bubble While n***as 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 nowada play c-lo set it of like cleo Aint no tellin first union a melon The first n***a that move put two up in his melon >from the 9-2 an beretta parabellum And i run through cats I'ma two gun cat One nickle 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 sh** and had bad run in's Talked my way outta sh** and near d**h come in Real thugs do what they want say what they feel They never front they keep it real (chorus)x2 n***as claim to be thugs you real f**in s**as 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 hid behind poles Know i live by the code anything goes Real thugs stand up straight never fold And they don't know sh** if anything ever blows Thugs don't wanna talk sh** out They wanna spark sh** out Till the cops come an chalk sh** 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 mount of stack a thug gonna ghost ya Lay you out flat like a thug suppose ta (chorus)x2