Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Thugs in the Club

Squed up, squed up, fuck nigga at the do'
Squed up, squed up, fuck nigga at the back
up, squed up, fuck y'all

Now when we slide up in the club, we in and do thangs
About every car you name, on twenty-two thangs
We to have a few drinks, beat up a few lanes
Spittin' game at a thang, make her get a crew brain
All the Heinekens in mo' if it dro we don't want it
Cut my song on homie, yeah, that shit we own it
Droopy high come see the future, we for the moment
Whole sucka on corners, the dance up pistols on it

And know you fuck up, we killin' ya
The club familia' with my familia'
Chicken heads gon' follow where I go
I ain't got nothin' for but a dick and a Taco?
And everybody know right where the gat me they dap
Fuck up I put yo eyes when you lap me
And I ain't come to sign shit, unless it's a bar
I ain't takin' no pictures unless I'm in [Incomprehensible]
Where the y'all?

Let the in the club, show us love
Show us love, let the thugs in the
Let the thugs in the club, show us
us love, let the thugs in the club

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

I like shinin' but dog I'm in love thuggin'
I 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
I got a roley, matter fact three or fou'
Got a couple of pieces that I wear at the show
Niggas all the trouble that come with me
Niggas know it the bluffet that come from me

Me and my draw party every week at them crib
For hustlers and convicts, get it, how they live
keep it real for the block and chill
Yeah I'm happy and wha 'cuz I got a few
Don't thank I won't steal, the K and kill
Don't thank I won't a bird and crush the pills
When it's to bling, nigga I bling
When it comes to do the thang, I do the damn thang

Let the in the club, show us love
Show us love, let the in the club
Let the in the club, show us love
us love, let the thugs in the club

Yo, yo
Now it no secret that I'm slangin' and bangin'
And like a sack of rocks, my nuts be hangin'
Inglewood and Q.S., is the hood I'm claimin'
And I'm in already, so my colors is
It's for the project bitches who be it up
And all the hardcore hustlers that be it up
And no matter you from, represent yo city
If you a ghetto get crunk, if you's a diddy get

Get yo walk on, rib-riders if you true
Get yo bang on, and thow yo up, die move
While I buy the whole bar you no one know
I got a and a front and a rag top fo'
I keep it ghetto, gutta, gangsta like a west G
The homies trust the man so we got in free
a stampede rust through and or we sell
Was let a bitch and get shot in the head
Ba, ba, ba, ba

Let the thugs in the club, show us
Show us love, let the thugs in the
Miami let the thugs in the
New let the thugs in the club

Texas let the thugs in the
Let the thugs in the club, us love
Milwauk let the thugs in the
The Bay let the thugs in the

New York let the in the club
Let the thugs in the club, us love
let the thugs in the club
Ohio let the thugs in the

Tennessee let the thugs in the
Detroit let the thugs in the
St. Louis let the in the club
D.C. let the in the club