The Truth

(Verse 1)<br>Yo Beanie Mac rap guerrilla <br>I`m out for the skrilla<br>Face it ain`t no replacement for this killa<br>Keep your hands where I can see em<br>Don`t make me nervous<br>This 4-4 auto mat<br>U don`t deserve this shit<br>Kids either don`t make me make u a believa<br>I do a lotta talkin I speak wit the heater<br>I`ll run up in your crib put some in your wig<br>Your baby`s cryin pop pop pop put some in the crib<br>And I want everything not just some of the shit<br>Got niggas comin home at night like you son of bitch<br>Nigga done took me off yeah you shook and soft<br>You can`t blink around no crook<br>One look you lost<br>Niggas`ll find your bitch to find your bricks<br>See if you love your bitch or you love your chips<br>4-4 snub shit sendin slugs to the whip<br>Beanie Sigel desert eagle I love this thug shit<br><br>(Chorus)x2<br><br>Yo what you really know what a thug about<br>Locked up in the bing no grub about<br>On the block doin your thing slingin drugs about<br>Tell me what you really know what a thug about<br><br>(Verse 2)<br>A true thugs speads his game linked up in bubble<br>While niggas stay in one lane like the lincoln tunnel<br>I refuse to limit my game to one hustle<br>I don`t only sling crack or let the cards shuffle<br>I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo<br>Ain`t no tellin first union or mellan<br>First nigga that move put two up in his melon<br>>From the 9-2 emberetem parabellum<br>And I run through cats <br>I`m a true gun cat<br>One nickel <br>One black<br>Who want that<br>I done schooled my youngins <br>Gave tools to my youngins <br>Broke food wit my youngins <br>Broke rules wit my youngins <br>Spark my way outta shit and had bad run in`s <br>Talked my way outta shit and near death come in <br>Real thugs do what they want say what they feel <br>They never front they keep it real <br><br>(Chorus)x2<br><br>(Verse 3)<br>Niggas claim to be thugs you real fuckin suckas<br>Quick ass runnin good fuckin duckas <br>Obey the rules when my glock unloads <br>Cause when I start firin stop drop and roll <br>Duck behind cars hide behind poles <br>Know I live by the code anything goes <br>Real thugs stand up straight they never fold <br>And they don`t know shit if anything ever blows <br>Thugs don`t wanna talk shit out <br>They wanna spark shit out <br>Till the cops come an chalk shit out <br>Blaze wit the toasta extra clip in the leg holsta <br>Face off like Cage and Travolta <br>If you got beef a thug gonna roast ya <br>Talk behind their back a thug gonna approach ya <br>Right amount of stack a thug gonna ghost ya <br>Lay you out flat like a thug suppose ta