paroles de chanson What a Thug - Mase , Foxy Brown
(Feat.
Beanie
Siegal)
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
shit
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
shit
Got
niggas
comin
home
at
night
like
you
son
of
a
bitch
Nigga
done
tooked
me
off
you
shook
an
soft
You
can't
blink
round
no
crook
one
look
you
lost
Niggas'll
find
your
bitch
to
find
your
bricks
See
if
you
love
your
chick
or
you
love
your
chips
4-4
snub
shit
send
slugs
to
the
whip
Beanie
Seigal
desert
eagle
I
love
this
thug
shit
[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
A
true
thug
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
nowada
play
c-lo
set
it
of
like
cleo
Aint
no
tellin
first
union
a
melon
The
first
nigga
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
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
[Chorus
x2]
Niggas
claim
to
be
thugs
you
real
fuckin
suckas
Quick
ass
runnin
good
fuckin
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
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
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]
1 Freestyle Intro
2 Hate Me Now
3 Dope Money
4 What a Thug
5 I Won't Stop
6 Murder Gram, Part II
7 Mobb Comin Thru
8 Blaze a 50
9 97 Bonnie and Clyde
10 What You Want
11 100 Bars
12 Let Me Know
13 Down by the Bottom
14 Money Is My Bitch
15 Full Clip
16 Ryde or Dye
17 Pile Raps
18 Deja-Va remix
19 Cali Chronic
20 Holla! Holla!
21 Small World
22 Infamous
23 More Money, More Cash, More Hoes
24 Ludachris
25 What You Think
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