[Intro:]
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Ay dawg. if you lookin for plies in da club, know what I'm sayin.
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I'm easy to find bro. only thing u gotta look for is all da goons bro.
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I keep tellin ya'll dawg. I'm opposite all them niggas ya'll see on t.v. bro.
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I'm a tell u where I be at bro.
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[Chorus: x2]
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I don't hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
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I'm posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
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In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
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Lookin for me in the club, I'm in the thug section.
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[Verse 1:]
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Wrong section, this ain't where da cris get poured.
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This where da pills get popped, dro get rolled.
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Where the thugs posted and ducks get soaked.
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Better keep ya head up and ya eyes open.
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Might not wanna chill over here if ya ain't totin.
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If we don't fuck with ya pussy nigga then keep floatin.
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We gettin loose a lil bit, but everybody focused.
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Cause everybody on yack and every body scopin.
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Keep a unit in my face and back against the wall.
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And hand on fire in case I gotta get off.
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Ain't nothin over here for ya but problems dawg.
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Surrounded by all hood bitches, no model brawds.
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[Chorus x2]
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[Verse 2:]
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You a cris poper nigga I'm a yak drinker you pussy ass nigga I like donk ain't it
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You ain't confortable round thugs I can tell ain't I n street niggas make u feel lyke Yo life in danger
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All these lil goons you see me with I can't pertain em lil mama say
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She don't lyke thugs I don't blame her
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Cause if u slide with one of us shit we try to train ya keep it real with you lil mama All us lyke to mingle
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You ethier cumin or you stayin this shit easy thank you clique full of murkers
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Slash hoe catchers cause at da rite timenigga we gone apply pressure N all the niggas certified wetters.
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[Chorus x2]
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[Verse 3:]
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If you ain't respected by the streets then pussy nigga move cause this shit over
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Here resevered for da goons an we ain't friendly ova here so give us sum
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Room n we ain't hard to find jus follow the fumes many niggas can't hang ova
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Here cause we got rules nigga luk lyke he wanna do sumthin do it cool
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Better keep yo feelins to yo self n stay cool ethier you handle yo liqiour
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Pussy or get glued. last nigga dat played tuff made da news
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Get knocked off by a bytch in da club ain't nuthin new cause erre nigga
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Ova here about sumthin different it's on you cause we don't fight we shoot
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Jus luk like we ballin don't get fooled cause one of you fuck niggas can change
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A nigga whole mood go from ballin to murkin attitude n in this shit only Real niggas approved
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[Chorus x2]
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I'm in the thug section
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[until chorus begins again]
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Thug Section
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Plies |