Thug Section 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 u gotta look for is all da goons bro
I keep tellin ya'll dawg. I'm opposite all them n*ggas ya'll see on t.v. bro
I'm a tell u 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 1:]
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 totin
If we don't f*ck with ya pus*y n*gga 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 b*tches, no model brawds
[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
You a cris poper n*gga I'm a yak drinker you pus*y ass n*gga I like donk ain't it
You ain't confortable round thugs I can tell ain't I n street n*ggas make u feel lyke Yo life in danger
All these lil goons you see me with I can't pertain em lil mama say
She don't lyke thugs I don't blame her
Cause if u slide with one of us sh*t we try to train ya keep it real with you lil mama All us lyke to mingle
You ethier c*min or you stayin this sh*t easy thank you clique full of murkers
Slash hoe catchers cause at da rite timen*gga we gone apply pressure N all the n*ggas certified wetters

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
If you ain't respected by the streets then pus*y n*gga move cause this sh*t over
Here resevered for da goons an we ain't friendly ova here so give us sum
Room n we ain't hard to find jus follow the fumes many n*ggas can't hang ova
Here cause we got rules n*gga luk lyke he wanna do sumthin do it cool
Better keep yo feelins to yo self n stay cool ethier you handle yo liqiour
pus*y or get glued. last n*gga dat played tuff made da news
Get knocked off by a bytch in da club ain't nuthin new cause erre n*gga
Ova here about sumthin different it's on you cause we don't fight we shoot
Jus luk like we ballin don't get fooled cause one of you f*ck n*ggas can change
A n*gga whole mood go from ballin to murkin attitude n in this sh*t only Real n*ggas approved

[Chorus x2]
I'm in the thug section
[until Chorus begins again]