[Verse 1]
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
U don't deserve this %#@!
Kids either don't make me make u a believa

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 %#@!
Got ^!$$%s comin home at night like you son of (*##$
^!$$% done took me off yeah you shook and soft

You can't blink around no crook
One look you lost
^!$$%s'll find your (*##$ to find your bricks

See if you love your (*##$ or you love your chips
4-4 snub %#@! sendin slugs to the whip
Beanie Sigel desert eagle I love this thug %#@!


[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 drugs about

Tell me what you really know what a thug about

[Verse 2]

A true thugs speads his game linked up in bubble
While ^!$$%s 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 cleo
Ain't no tellin first union or mellan

First ^!$$% 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 youngins
Gave tools to my youngins

Broke food wit my youngins
Broke rules wit my youngins
Spark my way outta %#@! and had bad run in's

Talked my way outta %#@! and near death come in
Real thugs do what they want say what they feel
They never front they keep it real


[Chorus x2]


[Verse 3]
^!$$%s claim to be thugs you real $#&@in suckas
Quick $$# 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 %#@! if anything ever blows

Thugs don't wanna talk %#@! out
They wanna spark %#@! out
Till the cops come an chalk %#@! 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 amount of stack a thug gonna ghost ya
Lay you out flat like a thug suppose ta