Thug In The Club Lyrics

Thug In The Club lyrics is a famous song. Song sung by the Artist Young Buck and released on the Album T.I.P.. CSLyrics features all the songs list of this album. We proudly present you the song Thug In The Club lyric.

You’ve just been cracked, another Smoov Jizzell production
Buck and Bun B y’all niggaz can’t see this nigga
Cashville to Texas

We snatchin’ niggaz out they Movada and bitches outta they Prada
Get a shot of this Don Dada, keep it hot as Nevada
Spot a hater with a lot of plex, make you come to terms with yo’self
No matter how you flex, even with a lot of checks

It’s small change, don’t bitch when we step up in y’all range
These broke niggaz gon’ find a way, we tend to ball strange
I’m the king of the block, steady bringin’ the rock
So potent I promise these fiends feel the sting in they socks

But see the sun gon’ come out tomorrow so when you try to ease away
With these cheese today that you ’bout to borrow
With or without the sorrow, me and Buck is down to blast
Still smash real fast kill niggaz from Texas to Cashville

It’s suicide, bustin’ as me is like
Bustin’ at you in that, situation who would ride?
You if you stupid thug, so if you get shot dead
I hope that it’s a Cupid slug, that show my crew some love

Now when the thug’s in the club and he come to spend some dubs
Show that nigga some love, show that nigga some love
And for the ones in the back, who be smokin’ the bud
Show them boys some love, show them boys some love

Now when the thug’s in the club and he come to spend some dubs
Show that nigga some love, show that nigga some love
And for the ones in the back, who be smokin’ the bud
Show them boys some love, show them boys some love

Don’t be scared to get your mind blown, nigga where you from
If you ain’t got nuttin’ to take home, you need to get you one
Ain’t nobody got no job party ’til you see the sun
When the music stop, lights on, then you know it’s done

We gon’ finish blowin’ one ‘fore we hit the exit
Like whenever I’m with Bun, puttin’ it down in Texas
When there’s thugs in the club, ain’t nobody restless
Niggaz smashin’ they dubs, showin’ off they necklace

Test this, if you want to, it’s somethin’ you wouldn’t wan’ do
Nigga’s bitches chosin’ niggaz now we got attitude
Doin’ what I have to do whenever it jump off
See my niggaz they will catch you and show you who’s boss

Throw a blow, and get tossed, shit it ain’t my fault
Niggaz tried to teach lessons ended up gettin’ taught
Cashville to New York, ain’t nuttin’ but real thugs
So, when you see Buck and Bun B, show us love

Now when the thug’s in the club and he come to spend some dubs
Show that nigga some love, show that nigga some love
And for the ones in the back, who be smokin’ the bud
Show them boys some love, show them boys some love

Now when the thug’s in the club and he come to spend some dubs
Show that nigga some love, show that nigga some love
And for the ones in the back, who be smokin’ the bud
Show them boys some love, show them boys some love

I’m thankin’ Bun already told ya we ain’t nuttin’ but some killers
We come with banana clips, we ain’t monkeys we gorillas
We chasin’ the Scrilla, I hope you get the picture
Bun B done do for the dirty and I’m the mayor of the muddy

Shit gon’ get bloody and ugly if one of you bitches touch me
And pop loud, we ain’t in Moscow, bitch why you rushin’
You a hoe-ass nigga and that’s the end of the discussion
All that cussin’ and loud bluffing gon’ make me get to bustin’

On my waistline tuckin’ somethin’ to quiet all your yuppin’
I’m a big dog y’all puffin’ one more peep and I’m muffin’
When y’all niggaz gon’ realize we some young’ns that’s thuggin’
Waitin’ for bustin’ just some animals not givin a fuckin’

We them niggaz that’s clubbin’, fightin’ security jumpin’ line in V.I.P.
While y’all bitch niggaz standin’ there doin nuttin’
All my real niggaz throw up your sets and let ’em know
When you’re thuggin’ in the club that’s how it go Cashville!

Now when the thug’s in the club and he come to spend some dubs
Show that nigga some love, show that nigga some love
And for the ones in the back, who be smokin’ the bud
Show them boys some love, show them boys some love

Now when the thug’s in the club and he come to spend some dubs
Show that nigga some love, show that nigga some love
And for the ones in the back, who be smokin’ the bud
Show them boys some love, show them boys some love

T.I.P. Album Song List

  1. Crime Pays
  2. Cant Keep Livin
  3. Purse First
  4. All About Money
  5. Thug In The Club
  6. Hard Hitters
  7. Caught In The Wind
  8. Dickie Fits
  9. Blood In Blood Out
  10. All My Life
  11. Penny Pinching
  12. Thugged Out
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