Beanie Mack right guerilla i'm out for the skrilla

Face it ain't no replacement for this killa
Keep your hands where I can see 'em an don't make me nervous
This 4 4 auto mag you don't deserve this %#@!

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 %#@!
Got ^!$$%s comin home at night like you son of a (*##$

^!$$% done tooked me off you shook an soft
You can't blink round no crook one look you lost
^!$$%s'll find your (*##$ to find your bricks

See if you love your chick or you love your chips
4-4 snub %#@! send slugs to the whip
Beanie Seigal desert eagle I love this thug %#@!


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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 thug spreads 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 nowada play c-lo set it of like cleo
Aint no tellin first union a melon
The first ^!$$% 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 %#@! 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

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^!$$%s claim to be thugs you real $#&@in suckas
Quick $$# runnin good $#&@in duckas

Obey the rules when my glock unloads
Cause when I start firin stop drop and roll
Duck behind cars hid behind poles

Know I live by the code anything goes
Real thugs stand up straight 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 mount of stack a thug gonna ghost ya
Lay you out flat like a thug suppose ta


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