Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Thugs in the Club

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

Now when we slide up in the club, we come in and do
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 in mo' if it ain't dro we don't want it
Cut my song on homie, yeah, that squad we own it
Droopy high come see the future, we livin' for the
Whole on corners, the dance floor up pistols on it

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

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

L.A. let the in the club
A.T.L. let the in the club
let the thugs in the club
Let the thugs in the club, show us

I like shinin' but dog I'm in love with
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 creepin' on 'sess
I got a roley, matter fact 'bout or fou'
Got a couple of neck that I wear at the show
Niggas know all the that come with me
Niggas know it ain't the bluffet that come me

Me and my click draw party week at them crib
For 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
Don't thank I won't steal, the K and kill
thank I won't say-uh a bird and crush the pills
When time to bling, nigga I bling
When it comes to do the damn thang, I do the damn

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

Yo, yo
Now it ain't no that I'm slangin' and bangin'
And like a sack of dope rocks, my nuts be
It's Inglewood and Q.S., is the I'm claimin'
And I'm in already, so my colors is
for the project bitches who be backin' it up
And all the hustlers that be stackin' it up
And no matter you from, represent yo city
If you a ghetto get crunk, if you's a get chicky

Get yo walk on, rib-riders if you true
Get yo bang on, and thow yo hood up, die
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 a west coast G
The homies trust the man so we got in free
Like a stampede through and or we sell
Was let a stoo' and get shot in the head
Ba, ba, ba, ba

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

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

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

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