In the Club lyrics
by Lil Blood
[Intro: Rell]
Reuel, stop playin' with these n*ggas
Ayy, right now, right now, right now
[Chorus: Rell]
We snuck the strap in the club
Real n*ggas showin' us love
I fill my cup up with drugs
Yeah, I show these b*tches no love
Right now, right now, right now
We mobbin' right now, right now, right now
We mobbin' right now
[Verse 1: J. Stalin]
Banger on me, no, I ain't come to play with n*ggas
Livewire, we get money, we don't hate on n*ggas
n*ggas call me crazy and I agree with 'em
Play me close, let the .223's hit 'em
I'm in the club doin' the same old ten street
All these little b*tches wanna f*ck with me
Got the bottles in my hand with the fireworks
Them n*ggas over there, that's a cold j*rk
Them n*ggas know I'll show 'em how this MAC work
Get to squeezin' that motherf*cker 'til my back hurt
But lil' mama lookin' good in that black skirt
So I'ma f*ck her from the back 'til her back hurt
Two shots of Patrón, I need two more
Two b*tches and they on, told 'em let's go
Two straps and I shoot 'em out the window
West Oakland n*ggas gone out they mental
[Chorus: Rell]
We snuck the strap in the club
Real n*ggas showin' us love
I fill my cup up with drugs
Yeah, I show these b*tches no love
Right now, right now, right now
We mobbin' right now, right now, right now
We mobbin' right now
[Verse 2: Lil Blood]
Sheesh, I snuck my strap up in this motherf*cker
Bruh, relax, don't get popped up in this motherf*cker
Prices down, big chains, Glocks and sticks
I ain't worried 'bout dawg, I'm tryna knock his b*tch
And we funkin' with n*ggas, that mean we goin' on sticks
I'm tryna hit my target, I'm tryna make sh*t flip
Put this di*k on the b*tch, make her bust these strips
Told her bring back strips, b*tch brought back strips
Ain't no talk back, b*tch, just bring back chips
b*tch, you can keep your n*gga if he don't get in my business
Sheesh, I fill my cup up with drugs
I show these b*tches no love
b*tch, take this game and go run me my funds
b*tch, I'm talkin' fast, b*tch, so hurry up
Go crazy for that bag, I think I'm goin' nuts, sheesh
I snuck my strap up in this b*tch
I make it drip in this b*tch
[Chorus: Rell]
We snuck the strap in the club
Real n*ggas showin' us love
I fill my cup up with drugs
Yeah, I show these b*tches no love
Right now, right now, right now
We mobbin' right now, right now, right now
We mobbin' right now
[Outro]
Will, stop playin' with these n*ggas