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Текст песни I-20 f Chingy, Titty Boi, Lil` Fate - Fightin` in the Club

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(They fightin` in the club)[Hook] I-20 (Titty Boi)] (Repeat 2x)We thugged out (Thugged Out)So clear the club out (Club Out)Niggas get drugged out (Drugged Out)They Say (They fightin` in the club)[Verse 1: I-20]Dealer bitch, recognize, I`m back up on my grind hoeNiggas talkin` this and that and wonder what I signed forOh, now you hatin` DTP, `cause we got the game soldBottom line, you gotta problem, tell it to my 9, hoeFuck ya boy, hit somebody, swing until a nigga deadChingy make her chicken-head, tell that chick to give me headYou can tie tonight dawg, Get em`, peel em` roll onFeezy where dem` hoes at? Titty all the dro` gone?D my sister Shawnna man I hope Chi support herAnd tell me niece, Carma, I would die for her fatherI-20 is a street nigga, better recognize bitchWe ain`t gotta go outside, we can do it in the filth[Hook][Verse 2: Lil` Fate]Now you can catch me in that D&D & see them boys throwin`up they thumbsNorth-North run this bitch, nigga where you from?Southside, Eastside, Westside they replyingBoys throwin` signs bout to start a fuckin` riotBangin`, niggas real gangstas in the M-TownBut I`m from the A so this the type of shit I been `roundNigga yeah fuck yall click, yall niggas wankstasThey got his ass beat with bottles, chairs and tablesYeah![Hook][Verse 3: Titty Boi]It`s a chair over there and a bottle on the leftAnd nobody playin` fair every man for himselfWhen push come to shove, shove come to pushYou against us, nah us against youAll of us carry tools, lil` schooled ya whole crewYa prolly gon` runWhen the girls start screamin` "I thought I seen a gun"They yellin` that "They fightin` in the club"Yeah, got people doin` stuntsGot people blowin` bluntsGot people doing the ringGot people with senseYou need to stay low til` you get out this buildingFirst and everything, what about ya enemies?Niggas swing pool-sticks, niggas throwin` pool-ballsNiggas throwin` bottles, niggas throw em` allIf I get locked up, I`ma get out tomorrowTHEY FIGHTIN` IN THE CLUB!Yeah, with all our folksAll I bought, had to go waste `cause all us foughtWe used everything it was a all out warWhat the fuck you think ya chicks call us for?My good shirt and all got toreBreak it, pay for it? we all got doughHold them bustaz, buck em`, bust em`THEY FIGHTIN` IN THE CLUB![Hook][Verse 4: Chingy]They fightin`..you fighting? then get out the spotAy black, creep out to the ride get ya shit out and cockedIn fact, I`m posted by the bar like the hood-star that I amDon`t make me up my piece and turn yo brain into some jam, ya heard? That nigga got a chair ya scurred? Bust his head with a beer ya heard?Why you runnin` over here, you scurred? Fuck them blaze up that herbWalnut Park and it`s like you tinted and did I mention DTP`ll tear da club up, bitch nigga what`s up?Don`t get FUCKED UP! But blow yo TRUCK UP!Atlanta to St.Louis is they bangin` gangs or notYeah I bang a A.K. and it got a gang of shotsDon`t get shot.......I`m from the block[Hook]

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