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Mack 10

Genres: Hip-Hop

Let The Thugs In The Club Lyrics - Mack 10

[Lil Wayne] 

Squad up, squad up, fuck that nigga at the do` 

Squad up, squad up, fuck that nigga at the back 

Squad up, squad up, fuck y'all 

 

[Lil Wayne] 

Listen 

Now when we slide up in the club, we come in and do things 

About every car that you name, on twenty-two things 

We likely to have a few drinks, beat up a few lanes 

Spitting game at a cute thing, make her get a crew brain 

All the Heineken's 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 sucker on corners, the dance floor up pistols on it 

And everybody know you fuck up, we killin' ya 

The whole club familiar with my familia 

Chicken heads Boriquas goin' follow where I go 

I ain't got nothing for them but a dick and a taco skat 

And everybody know right where the gat me when they dap 

Fuck up I'll 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 taking no pictures unless I`m palming an 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 

 

[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 dog 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 bullet proof Hummer for just creepin' on sess 

I got a roley, matter fact bout three or four 

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 

I don't need to keep it real for the block and chill 

Yeah I'm happy and what 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 thing, I do the damn thing! 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[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 throw yo hood up, die move 

While I buy the whole bar cause you no one know 

I got a spotter and a front and a rag top fo' 

I keep it ghetto, gutter, 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] 

 

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 

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