(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 [bad word] Kids either don't make me make u a believa
I do a lotta talkin I speak wit the heater [bad word] 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 [bad word] Got [bad word] home at night like you son of [bad word] [bad word] done took me off yeah you shook and soft
You can't blink around no crook
One look you lost
Niggas'll find your [bad word] to find your bricks
See if you love your [bad word] or you love your chips
4-4 snub [bad word] sendin slugs to the whip
Beanie Sigel desert eagle I love this thug [bad word]  [bad word] x2

Yo what you really know what a thug about
Locked up in the bing no [bad word] about
On the block doin your thing slingin [bad word] about
Tell me what you really know what a thug about

(Verse 2)
[bad word] thugs speads 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 cleo
Ain't no tellin first union or mellan
First [bad word] that move put two up in his melon
>From the 9-2 emberetem parabellum
And [bad word] through cats 
I'm a [bad word] gun cat
One nickel 
One black
Who want that
I done schooled my youngins 
Gave tools to my youngins 
Broke food wit my youngins  [bad word] wit my youngins 
Spark my way outta [bad word] and had [bad word] in's 
Talked my way outta [bad word] and near [bad word] in 
Real thugs do what they want say what they feel 
They never front they keep it real 
 [bad word] x2

(Verse 3)
Niggas claim to be thugs you real [bad word] suckas
Quick [bad [bad word] good [bad word] duckas 
Obey [bad word] 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 [bad word] if anything ever blows 
Thugs don't wanna talk [bad word] out 
They wanna spark [bad word] out 
Till the [bad word] an chalk [bad word] 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