Club Gettin' Crowded

歌词
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 the official
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 the official
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 the official
Get yo ass knocked out music
For bein a non hood affliate nigga
GIB GIB ACP ACP
Get it boys hypnotize minds
Hypnotize minds you know how its goin' down
We comin' dirrty we comin' dirrty
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen' I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
Nigga what nigga
I crept in the spot with a tom strap
Haters that trip get blown back
We off that hash and cogniac
Head bussin' we on dat
Wanna freak out better pull dat ho
Take her to da bar and full dat ho
Get her in da bathroom get some head
I'm a playa yain't know
Cowards know me so they starin'
Trippin' off the jewels I'm wearin'
My nigga I pack stern
Police in herr we ain't carrin'
Pussie don't pump in blood
Real niggas always show me love
Fake niggas keep yo caps and
Real niggas got dem gats and slugs
If you want you can get it
Put a couple in yo fitted
We ain't never scared trick
Tell 'em GIB
Dragged dat punk up out this place for putting his fingas in my face
I almost caught a f**kin' case
You cool dirrty
Yeah I'm straight
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen' I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
Nigga what what what
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh huh huh
We off that juice and Hen' I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
Nigga what what what
Now I ain't even worried 'bout you haters
Three 6 Mafia fakers
You talk like commentaters
You fiction like Terminator
My nation eliminata
Underestimater
Stomp 'em to the pavement with some Air Force One gators Bitch
I pay 'em no mind I show 'em my nine
I slap 'ema couple a times and any a mine
I promise he be aight he jus' needed some wakin' up
And I guess he thought ACP and GIB was bluffin'
Yeah
I pay 'em no mind I show 'em my nine
I slap 'ema couple a times and any a mine
I promise he be aight he jus' needed some wakin' up
And I guess he thought ACP and GIB was bluffin'
I pay 'em no mind I show 'em my nine
I slap 'ema couple a times and any a mine
I promise he be aight he jus' needed some wakin' up
And I guess he thought ACP and GIB was bluffin'
Yeah
You got some pimps off in dis buildin'
Smokin' with yo children
In da back of da club with my thugs syrrup sippin'
What's up with yo bitch suckin' dick and she givin'
Credit cards to G's with keys for dis pimpin'
They see the D Boys shinin' grindin' then they get this feelin'
Don't hate on me or play with me
These Mafia boys be killin'
They call my Juicy J I got dat SK that be drillin'
You f**k with me you might get hit
I'm known for dome peelin'
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen' I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
Nigga what nigga what
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen' I snuck that burna in
Ride out damn
Dammit Memphis on da scene
They sippin' syrrup and ridin' clean
On da block we buy some beans
These stacks is bulgin' out my jeans
You know these hoes be on my nuts
Take in the rims on da truck
Schemin' tryin' to take my bucks
Yeah bitch I know whats up
Ching a ling and three 6
You got bricks we flip
Don't come sideways tryin' to playa hustle we hip
Two clips one Glock leave ya flat from one shot
Cats playin' the role of Makeveli its only one Pac
Come equipped or don't come
Show up homie don't run
Best believe we won't run
After da party get ya guns
Ain't no parking lot pimpin'
Only parking lot poppin'
Man what will stand down ho brllrrllaaa
You herrd dem Ks choppin'
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen' I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
Nigga what nigga what
The club gettin' crowded throw up yo set and shout it
You talk but you ain't 'bout it
Nigga huh nigga huh
We off that juice and Hen' I snuck that burna in
We're set trippin'
Nigga what nigga what
Damn damn damn damn
Damn damn
Ah ah
What what what
Damn damn damn
Ah ah
Damn damn damn damn
Damn damn
Ah ah
What what what
专辑信息
1.Intro (Rid'in Wit Me) - intro
2.Hands Up
3.Club Gettin' Crowded
4.Nike Aurr's & Crispy Tee's
5.Bounce That
6.Cadillac Door
7.Dem Jeans
8.Pullin' Me Back
9.U A Freak (Nasty Girl)
10.Brand New Kicks
11.Ass N Da Aurr
12.Let Me Luv U
13.Let's Ride
14.Club Gettin' Crowded
15.Nike Aurr's & Crispy Tee's
16.Holidae In
17.Fall-N
18.One Call Away
19.Balla Baby Remix - remix
20.Right Thurr