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Club Gettin' Crowded (Feat. Th
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Uh huh, we came to bust heads
Uh huh, we came to bust heads
Uh huh, we came to bust heads
This is the official
Get your ass knocked on you
Knocked the fuck out
For being non-hood affiliated nigga
G.I.B., G.I.B., H.C.P., H.C.P
Get it boys, hypnotize lines
Hypnotize lines
You know how it's going down
We came to dirty down
We came to dirty down
Church
The club getting crowded
Throw up your set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We got that goose in hand
I snuck that burner in
What set? Trill Fam
Nigga what, nigga what
Cramp in the spot with a chrome strap
Haters that trip get blown back
We off that hash and chrome 'lac
Headbussin', we on that
Wanna freak out, better pull that ho
Take her to the bar and fold that ho
Get her in the bathroom, get some head
I'm a player, you ain't know?
Cowards know me so they stern
Trippin' off the jewels I'm wearin'
My nigga, our packs earn
Police in her wing, Kern
Pussy don't pump in my blood
Real niggas always show me love
Fake niggas keep your caps and hugs
Real niggas got them gats and slugs
If you want it, you can get it
Put a couple in your fitted
We ain't never scared, trick
Tell 'em G.I.B., get it
Drag that punk up out this place
For putting his fingers in my face
I almost caught a fucking case
You cool, dirty? Damn straight
The club getting crowded
Throw up your set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We got that goose in hand
I snuck that burner in
What set? Trill Fam
Nigga what, nigga what
The club getting crowded
Throw up your set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We got that goose in hand
I snuck that burner in
What set? Trill Fam
Nigga what, nigga what
I ain't even worried 'bout you haters
Thrillsters, mafia fakers
You talk like commentators
You fiction like Terminator
My nation eliminator
Underestimator
Stomp him to the pavement
With some Air Force One gators
I pay him no mind, I show him a nine
I slap him a couple of times
And then he a mine, I promise
He be alright, he just needed some waking up
And I guess he thought H.C.P. and G.I.B. was bluffing
You got some pimps up in this building
Smoking with your children
In the back of the club with my thug syrup sippin'
What's up with your bitch sucking dick?
Is she giving credit cards or cheese?
Whip keys for this pimpin'
They see these D-boys shining, grinding
Then they get this feeling
Don't hate on me or play with me
These mafia boys be killing
They call me Juicy J
I got that SK that be drilling
You fuck with me, you might get hit
I'm known for dome peeling
The club getting crowded
Throw up your set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We got that goose in hand
I snuck that burner in
What set? Trill Fam
Nigga what, nigga what
The club getting crowded
Throw up your set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We got that goose in hand
I snuck that burner in
What set? Trill Fam
Nigga what, nigga what
Damn in Memphis on the scene
They sippin' syrup and riding clean
On the block with pies and beams
These stacks is bulging out my jeans
You know these hoes be on my nuts
Vaping the rims on the truck
Scheming, trying to get my bucks
Yeah bitch, I know what's up
Ching-a-ling in 3-6
You got bricks, we flip
Don't come sideways trying to play a hustler, we hip
Two clips, one Glock
Leave you flat from one shot
Cats playing the role of Makaveli
It's only one Pac
Come equipped or don't come
Show up homie, don't run
Best believe we won't run
After the party, get your guns
Ain't no parking lot pimping
Only parking lot popping
Man up or stand down ho
You heard them K's chopping
The club getting crowded
Throw up your set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We got that goose in hand
I snuck that burner in
What set? Trill Fam
Nigga what, nigga what
The club getting crowded
Throw up your set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh, nigga huh
We got that goose in hand
I snuck that burner in
What set? Trill Fam
Nigga what, nigga what
Damn, damn, damn, damn
Damn, damn, nigga huh, nigga what
What, what, what
Damn, damn, damn, nigga huh, nigga huh
Damn, damn, damn, damn
Damn, damn, nigga huh, nigga what
What, what, what
Damn, damn, damn, nigga huh, nigga huh