[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 niggas 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 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]
[Verse 2:]
You a cris poper nigga I'm a yak drinker you pussy ass nigga I like donk ain't it
You ain't confortable round thugs I can tell ain't I n street niggas 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 shit we try to train ya keep it real with you lil mama All us lyke to mingle
You ethier cumin or you stayin this shit easy thank you clique full of murkers
Slash hoe catchers cause at da rite timenigga we gone apply pressure N all the niggas certified wetters.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
If you ain't respected by the streets then pussy nigga move cause this shit 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 niggas can't hang ova
Here cause we got rules nigga luk lyke he wanna do sumthin do it cool
Better keep yo feelins to yo self n stay cool ethier you handle yo liqiour
Pussy or get glued. last nigga dat played tuff made da news
Get knocked off by a bytch in da club ain't nuthin new cause erre nigga
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 niggas can change
A nigga whole mood go from ballin to murkin attitude n in this shit only Real niggas approved
[Chorus x2]
I'm in the thug section
[until chorus begins again]
Plies - Thug Section Lyrics
Plies - Thug Section Lyrics
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[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 niggas 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 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]
[Verse 2:]
You a cris poper nigga I'm a yak drinker you pussy ass nigga I like donk ain't it
You ain't confortable round thugs I can tell ain't I n street niggas 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 shit we try to train ya keep it real with you lil mama All us lyke to mingle
You ethier cumin or you stayin this shit easy thank you clique full of murkers
Slash hoe catchers cause at da rite timenigga we gone apply pressure N all the niggas certified wetters.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
If you ain't respected by the streets then pussy nigga move cause this shit 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 niggas can't hang ova
Here cause we got rules nigga luk lyke he wanna do sumthin do it cool
Better keep yo feelins to yo self n stay cool ethier you handle yo liqiour
Pussy or get glued. last nigga dat played tuff made da news
Get knocked off by a bytch in da club ain't nuthin new cause erre nigga
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 niggas can change
A nigga whole mood go from ballin to murkin attitude n in this shit only Real niggas approved
[Chorus x2]
I'm in the thug section
[until chorus begins again]
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 niggas 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 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]
[Verse 2:]
You a cris poper nigga I'm a yak drinker you pussy ass nigga I like donk ain't it
You ain't confortable round thugs I can tell ain't I n street niggas 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 shit we try to train ya keep it real with you lil mama All us lyke to mingle
You ethier cumin or you stayin this shit easy thank you clique full of murkers
Slash hoe catchers cause at da rite timenigga we gone apply pressure N all the niggas certified wetters.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
If you ain't respected by the streets then pussy nigga move cause this shit 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 niggas can't hang ova
Here cause we got rules nigga luk lyke he wanna do sumthin do it cool
Better keep yo feelins to yo self n stay cool ethier you handle yo liqiour
Pussy or get glued. last nigga dat played tuff made da news
Get knocked off by a bytch in da club ain't nuthin new cause erre nigga
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 niggas can change
A nigga whole mood go from ballin to murkin attitude n in this shit only Real niggas approved
[Chorus x2]
I'm in the thug section
[until chorus begins again]
Writer: DANIEL JOHNSON, ALGERNOD WASHINGTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.