歌曲 | What A Thug About - Album Version (Explicit) |
歌手 | Beanie Sigel |
专辑 | The Truth |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Best, Grant | |
Yo Beanie, | |
Mac, rap guerrilla, | |
I'm out for the skrilla | |
Face it ain't no replacement for this killa | |
Keep your hands where | |
I can see 'em, don't make me nervous | |
This 4-4 auto mat, you don't deserve this shit | |
Kids either don't make me make you a believer | |
I do a lotta talkin', | |
I speak wit the heater | |
I'll run up in your crib put some in your wig | |
Your baby's cryin', pop pop pop, put some in the crib | |
And I want everything not just some of the shit | |
Got niggas comin' home at night like you son of bitch | |
Nigga done took me off, yeah you shook and soft | |
You can't blink around no crook, one look you lost | |
Niggas'll find your bitch to find your bricks | |
See if you love your bitch or you love your chips4-4 snub shit sendin' slugs to the whip | |
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, | |
I love this thug shit | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
A true thugs spreads his game linked up in bubble | |
While niggas 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 know how to play | |
Cee-Lo, set it off like | |
CleoAin't no tellin' first union or | |
MellanFirst nigga that move put two up in his melon | |
From the 9-2 emberetem parabellum | |
And I run through cats, | |
I'm a true gun cat | |
One nickel, one black, who want that? | |
I done schooled, my youngin's, gave tools to my youngin's | |
Broke food wit my youngin's, broke rules wit my youngin's | |
Spark my way outta shit and had bad run in's | |
Talked my way outta shit and near death come in | |
Real thugs do what they want say what they feel | |
They never front they keep it real | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Niggas claim to be thugs, you real ****in' suckas | |
Quick ass runnin', good ****in' duckas | |
Obey the rules when my glock unloads' | |
Cause when | |
I start firin', stop drop and roll | |
Duck behind cars, hide behind poles | |
Know I live by the code, anything goes | |
Real thugs stand up straight, they never fold | |
And they don't know shit if anything ever blows | |
Thugs don't wanna talk shit out, they wanna spark shit out | |
Till the cops come an chalk shit out | |
Blaze wit the toasta extra clip in the leg holster | |
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 amount of stack, a thug gonna ghost ya | |
Lay you out flat like a thug suppose to |
zuo ci : Best, Grant | |
Yo Beanie, | |
Mac, rap guerrilla, | |
I' m out for the skrilla | |
Face it ain' t no replacement for this killa | |
Keep your hands where | |
I can see ' em, don' t make me nervous | |
This 44 auto mat, you don' t deserve this shit | |
Kids either don' t make me make you a believer | |
I do a lotta talkin', | |
I speak wit the heater | |
I' ll run up in your crib put some in your wig | |
Your baby' s cryin', pop pop pop, put some in the crib | |
And I want everything not just some of the shit | |
Got niggas comin' home at night like you son of bitch | |
Nigga done took me off, yeah you shook and soft | |
You can' t blink around no crook, one look you lost | |
Niggas' ll find your bitch to find your bricks | |
See if you love your bitch or you love your chips44 snub shit sendin' slugs to the whip | |
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, | |
I love this thug shit | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
A true thugs spreads his game linked up in bubble | |
While niggas 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 know how to play | |
CeeLo, set it off like | |
CleoAin' t no tellin' first union or | |
MellanFirst nigga that move put two up in his melon | |
From the 92 emberetem parabellum | |
And I run through cats, | |
I' m a true gun cat | |
One nickel, one black, who want that? | |
I done schooled, my youngin' s, gave tools to my youngin' s | |
Broke food wit my youngin' s, broke rules wit my youngin' s | |
Spark my way outta shit and had bad run in' s | |
Talked my way outta shit and near death come in | |
Real thugs do what they want say what they feel | |
They never front they keep it real | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Niggas claim to be thugs, you real in' suckas | |
Quick ass runnin', good in' duckas | |
Obey the rules when my glock unloads' | |
Cause when | |
I start firin', stop drop and roll | |
Duck behind cars, hide behind poles | |
Know I live by the code, anything goes | |
Real thugs stand up straight, they never fold | |
And they don' t know shit if anything ever blows | |
Thugs don' t wanna talk shit out, they wanna spark shit out | |
Till the cops come an chalk shit out | |
Blaze wit the toasta extra clip in the leg holster | |
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 amount of stack, a thug gonna ghost ya | |
Lay you out flat like a thug suppose to |
zuò cí : Best, Grant | |
Yo Beanie, | |
Mac, rap guerrilla, | |
I' m out for the skrilla | |
Face it ain' t no replacement for this killa | |
Keep your hands where | |
I can see ' em, don' t make me nervous | |
This 44 auto mat, you don' t deserve this shit | |
Kids either don' t make me make you a believer | |
I do a lotta talkin', | |
I speak wit the heater | |
I' ll run up in your crib put some in your wig | |
Your baby' s cryin', pop pop pop, put some in the crib | |
And I want everything not just some of the shit | |
Got niggas comin' home at night like you son of bitch | |
Nigga done took me off, yeah you shook and soft | |
You can' t blink around no crook, one look you lost | |
Niggas' ll find your bitch to find your bricks | |
See if you love your bitch or you love your chips44 snub shit sendin' slugs to the whip | |
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, | |
I love this thug shit | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
A true thugs spreads his game linked up in bubble | |
While niggas 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 know how to play | |
CeeLo, set it off like | |
CleoAin' t no tellin' first union or | |
MellanFirst nigga that move put two up in his melon | |
From the 92 emberetem parabellum | |
And I run through cats, | |
I' m a true gun cat | |
One nickel, one black, who want that? | |
I done schooled, my youngin' s, gave tools to my youngin' s | |
Broke food wit my youngin' s, broke rules wit my youngin' s | |
Spark my way outta shit and had bad run in' s | |
Talked my way outta shit and near death come in | |
Real thugs do what they want say what they feel | |
They never front they keep it real | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Yo, what you really know what a thug about? | |
Locked up in the bing, no grub about | |
On the block doin' your thing, slingin' drugs about | |
Tell me what you really know what a thug about | |
Niggas claim to be thugs, you real in' suckas | |
Quick ass runnin', good in' duckas | |
Obey the rules when my glock unloads' | |
Cause when | |
I start firin', stop drop and roll | |
Duck behind cars, hide behind poles | |
Know I live by the code, anything goes | |
Real thugs stand up straight, they never fold | |
And they don' t know shit if anything ever blows | |
Thugs don' t wanna talk shit out, they wanna spark shit out | |
Till the cops come an chalk shit out | |
Blaze wit the toasta extra clip in the leg holster | |
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 amount of stack, a thug gonna ghost ya | |
Lay you out flat like a thug suppose to |