Let The Thugs in The Club

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Sqad up, Sqad up, fuck that nigga at the do' Sqad up, Sqad up, fuck that nigga at the back Sqad up, Sqad up, fuck y'all Listen [Verse 1: Lil' Wayne] Now when we slide up in the club, we come in and do thangs Hop out 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 give the 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 eyes, can't 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 be when they dap me Fuck up I put yo eyes right when you lapped me And I ain't come to sign shit unless it's a bar tab I ain't takin no pictures unless I'm palmin' her ass 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 [Bridge: 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 [Verse 2: B.G.] I like shinin' but dawg I'm in love with thuggin' I like clubbin' but I get off when I'm beefin' and bustin' I got a Bentley, Beamer', Benz, Lex Got a bulletproof Hummer for just creepin' on 'sess Got a Rollie, matter fact 'bout three or four Got a couple of neckpieces that I wear at the show Niggas know all the trouble that come with me Niggas know it ain't the bluff that come from me Me and my click draw party every week at the 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 'cause 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 [Verse 3: 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 already, 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, rib-riders if you true blue Get yo bang on, and thow yo hood up, die move While I buy the whole bar cuz you no one know I got a spotter and a front and a ragtop 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 Let the thugs in the club, show us love Show us love, let the thugs in the club [Bridge: Mack 10] 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 Milwaukee 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