Let The Thugs In The Club Lyrics

Let The Thugs In The Club lyrics

{Lil' Wayne
Squed up, squed up, fuck that nigga at the do'
Squed up, squed
up, fuck that nigga at the back
Squed up, squed up, fuck y'all

{Lil'
Wayne
Listen
Now when we slide up in the club, we come in and do
thangs
About every car that you name, on twenty-two thangs
We likely to
have a few drinks, beat up a few lanes
Spittin game at a cute thang, make
her get a crew brain
All the Heinekens in mo' if it ain't dro we don't want
it
Cut my song on homie, yeah, that squad shit we own it
Droopy high come
see the future, we livin for the moment
Whole sucka on corners, the dance
floor up pistols on it
And everybody know you fuck up, we killin ya
The
whole club familia' with my familia
Chicken heads Boriquas gon' follow where
I go
I ain't got nothing for them but a dick and a taco ?
And everybody
know right where the gat me when they dap
? put yo eyes right when you lap
me
And I ain't come to sign shit, unless it's a bar tappin
I ain't takin
no pictures unless I'm palm in ?
Where the fuck y'all?

{Chorus: Mack
10
Let the thugs in the club, show us love
Show us love, let the thugs in
the club
Let the thugs in the club, show us love
Show us love, let the
thugs in the club

{Mack 10
L.A. let the thugs in the club
A-T-L
let the thugs in the club
Chi-town let the thugs in the club
Let the
thugs in the club, show us love

{B.G.
I like shinin' but dogg I'm in
love with thuggin
I like clubbin but I get off when I'm beefin and
bustin
I got a Bentley, Beemeh', Benz, Lex  
Got a bullet proof Hummer
for just creepin on 'sess
I got a roley, matter fact bout three or
fou'
Got a couple of neck pieces that I wear at the show
Niggas know all
the trouble that come with me
Niggas know it ain't the bluffet that come
from me
Me and my click draw party every week at them crib
For hustlers
and convicts, they get it, how they live
? keep it real for the block and
chill
Yeah I'm happy and wha cuz I got a few mill'
Don't thank I won't
steal, wrap the K and kill
Don't thank I won't say-uh a bird and crush the
pills
When it's time to bling, nigga I bling
When it comes to do the damn
thang, I do the damn thang!

{Chorus: Mack 10
Let the thugs in the
club, show us love
Show us love, let the thugs in the club
Let the thugs
in the club, show us love
Show us love, let the thugs in the
club

{Mack 10
Yo, yo
Now it ain't no secret that I'm slangin and
bangin
And like a sack of dope rocks, my nuts be hangin
It's Inglewood
and Q.S., is the hood I'm claimin
And I'm in all red, so my colors is
flamin
It's for the project bitches who be backin it up
And all the
hardcore hustlers that be stackin it up
And no matter where you from,
represent yo city
If you a ghetto get crunk, if you's a diddy get
chicky
Get yo walk on, rip-riders if you true blue
Get yo bang on, and
thow yo hood up Damu
While I buy the whole bar cuz you no one know
I got
a spotter and a front and a rag top fo'
I keep it ghetto, gutta, gangsta
like a West Coast G
The homies trust The Dopeman so we got in free
Like a
stampede rust through and or we sell
Was let a stoo' bitch and get shot in
the head
Ba, ba, ba, ba!

{Chorus: Mack 10
Let the thugs in the
club, show us love
Show us love, let the thugs in the club

Miami let
the thugs in the club
New Orleans let the thugs in the club
Texas let the
thugs in the club
Let the thugs in the club, show us love
Milwauk let the
thugs in the club
The Bay let the thugs in the club
New York let the
thugs in the club
Let the thugs in the club, show us love
Carolina let
the thugs in the club
Ohio let the thugs in the club
Tennessee let the
thugs in the club
Detroit let the thugs in the club
St. Louis let the
thugs in the club
DC let the thugs in the club