Testo della canzone Shoot the Club Up (Krayzie Bone), tratta dall'album Thug Mentality 1999

Shoot the Club Up - Krayzie Bone

Krayzie Bone: Thug Mentality 1999

Intro
Buck! Buck! Buck! Buck! Buck!
-Refrain-
So if these muthafuckers want to see your nuts, show your nuts/ Let the slugs
Bust, shoot the club up
(These niggas scandalous, scandalous/ Good thing we packin, packin)
Krayzie
Tonight, we goin' out to the club/ We about ten-deep/ Everybody looked thugged
Out, fucked up
Park the car, smoke a lil' more/ We drink a little more/ Niggas, somehow we get
The mentality;
Fuck everybody/ We come here to party, but I know somebody gon' try me-n-keep my
Temperature
Uprisin'/ Anyway nigga, we straight to the V.I.P/ Excuse me, we need some
Hennessey/ While my
Niggas is rollin' the sticky/ Puff-puff-pass it-pass it back quickly/ That's
When I heard the record skip
(They fightin') Security sprayed they mase/ Thru all the commotion some nigga
Jumped right out the car
Ran up in my face/ Before I could even do somethin', my nigga done rushed him
Took his ass to the floor/ Now here comes some more/ Now we got a war goin' on
Tryin' to get back out the door/ And we got our backs against the wall/ Naw, We
Don't plan to fall
Y'all, cuz we did not get searched/ We all got pistols in our drawers
-Refrain-
Krayzie
We heard a shot, Shit! Them niggas, my niggas we dropped down to the pavement
Bass from the D.J. went blank/ Everybody runnin' tryin' to get the fuck up out
This place/ I pulled out my gun
Like Double-0-7; rolled under the table/ Unload, reload/ Every muthafucker in
The club folded up
On the floor/ Niggas was rootin', tootin', shootin'/ Security been ran up out
The club/ Hardly anybody
Left but thugs, we drunk as fuck; finna shoot this muthafucker up/ Niggas was
Runnin' up
On us like they been waitin' for this shit to happen (What's happenin'?) For me
To get caught in a club riot
But my thugs tight/ And I can't believe this shit; nigga caught up in the middle
Of a warzone
(The warzone) but nigga if you know a Bone then you know that we get down with
The dirty with
The chrome; never leave it home/ Put it to your dome and I let it go/ Can't let
These niggas run up
On me/ They bitches/ I put another clip in/ Unload some more; keep spittin'/ I
Never can understand
If security's got the door then why so many niggas in here got guns? And I can
Testify that cuz
I just shot one/ Good thing, nigga packed that vest and my weapon (weapon)
Cuz I'd sure take a strippin' if a nigga caught me slippin' without no
Protection
-Refrain-



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Henderson, Ainsworth J Prasad, Obi C Nwobosi
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