Young Buck - THUG IN THE CLUB lyrics

(feat. Bun B, Smoov Jizzell)

[glass shatters, man yells]

You've just been cracked, another Smoov Jizzell production

Buck and Bun B y'all niggaz can't see this nigga

Ca$hville to Texas

[Bun B]

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 Ca$hville

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

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

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

[Young Buck]

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

Ca$hville to New York, ain't nuttin but real thugs

So, when you see Buck and Bun B, show us love

[Chorus]

[Smoov Jizzell]

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 (Russian?)

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 fuck'n

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 - Ca$hville!

[Chorus]