Song Lyrics

[Intro:]
Ay dawg. if you lookin for plies in da club, know what I'm sayin. I'm easy to find bro. only thing you gotta look for is all da goons bro. I keep tellin ya'll dawg. I'm opposite all them niggas ya'll see on t.v. bro. I'm a tell you where I be at bro.

[Chorus: x2]
I don't hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I'm posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I'm in the thug section.

[Verse:]
Wrong section, this ain't where da cris get poured.
This where da pills get popped, dro get rolled.
Where the thugs posted and ducks get soaked.
Better keep ya head up and ya eyes open.
Might not wanna chill over here if ya ain't dumpin.
If we don't f*ck with ya pussy nigga then keep floatin.
We gettin loose a lil bit, but everybody focused.
Cause everybody on yack and every body scopin.
Keep a unit in my face and back against the wall.
And hand on fire in case I gotta get off.
Ain't nothin over here for ya but problems dawg.
Surrounded by all hood bitches, no model brawds.

[Chorus: x2]
I don't hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I'm posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I'm in the thug section.

[Verse 2]
You a cris popper n nigga ima yact dranker,
You a pussy ass nigga, I like donks ain't'a,
And you ain't comfortable round thugs I can tell ain't'a,
The street niggas make you feel like yo life endangered,
All these lil goons you see me wit I can't contain'em,
Lil mama say she don't like thugs well I don't blame'a,
Cause if you slide wit one of us shit we try to train ya,
Keep it real with you lil mama all us like to mangle
You either comin or you stayin this shit easy "thank you"
Klick full of murkas slash hoe catchers
N at the right time nigga we gon apply pressure
N all the niggas over here certified wettas

(verse 3)
Now if you ain't respected by the streets, then pussy nigga move
'cause this section over here reserved for the goons
And we ain't friendly over here so give us some room
We ain't hard to find nigga just follow the fumes
Any nigga can't hang over here 'cause we got rules
Nigga look like he wanna do something, then do her too
Better keep your feelings to your self and stay cool
You needa handle you're liquor pussy or get blue
Last nigga that played tough, he made the news
Gettin of on the bitch in the club, ain't nothin new
'cause every nigga over here 'bout whateva its on you
'cause hoes only ones that ridin and fightin nigga shoes
Just 'cause it look like we ballin nigga don't get fooled
'cause one of you f*ck niggas, can change a nigga whole mood
Nigga can go from ballin to a murkin' attitude
And in the section over here only real niggas approved

Daniel Johnson, Algernod Washington