Key: D# minor
Verse 1
Fellas, where you at?
Gangsters, hustlers up in the club
Brown, where you at? Neek,
where you at?
Just rollin' up a doll in the
back of the club
You can catch me in the club
gettin' groupie love
You see, brown boy with a
gang of thugs
I don't gotta be a gangster
and that's what's up
Cause all my homies be tatted up
If Big buys a bar,
then we drinkin' it up
Takin' shots of Patron
Feelin' real good, now I'm in my zone
If something pops off,
I get thuggish like bone
No need to be scared,
NC Little Busters, known to bring the ruckus
If you got balls, come and rush us
We ain't playin' no more
You don't want beef,
you better exit the door
get high, smoke once a year
Drunk with everybody,
you know brown boy
I'm leavin' home with somebody
A badass trick, throwin' up the finger
while I'm hittin' the switch
the cars'll be bumpin'
We got the clubs, the clubs'll be jumpin'
Any man you want,
you wanna say somethin'
But we got some thangs
and thangs that go bang
We got the cars,
the cars that be bumpin'
We got the clubs,
the clubs that be jumpin'
And you know you want,
you want to say somethin'
But we got some thangs and thangs
gettin' crunk
Lookin' for a young tender
who wanna earn an extra buck
I'm sittin' at the bar,
feelin' like a star
Don't be tryin' to come
around here and act hard
The Almanican brown boy tricks back up
We about to let it clap if you act up
Pistol poppin', you can ask,
baby, what's scrappin'?
We the whole damn reason
And after I finish my drink, man,
you ain't I'm just tryin' to have fun, you messin' it up
All because I won't punk
I'll be chillin' at my pad
With them same dime hunnies
you was jockin' that I grabbed
Don't hate, I'm just out for myself
Hope you brought some homies with you,
you gon' need some help
the cars'll be bumpin'
We got the clubs, the clubs'll be jumpin'
Any man you want,
you wanna say somethin'
But we got them thangs,
them thangs that go bang
We got the cars,
the cars that be bumpin'
We got the clubs,
the clubs that be jumpin'
And you know you want,
you want me to say somethin'
But we got them thangs, them thangs
if the club don't jump
I won't boogie to the beat
if the beat don't bump
If you run your mouth,
you leave the club with lumps
You about to get cracked
Cm
Am
See I'm like a troop in Iraq
I'm ready for war, came back
To settle the score
with anyone who wants some
If I'm so studio, then test my nuts
Anytime, anyplace,
you gon' press your luck
C
Cm
We constantly bangin',
that's why they be hatin'
The queen of the West is
here, no more waitin'
We takin' over this Latin rap
I'ma spit all over ya,
In the clubs or in the streets
Where my players at?
Where my ladies at?
Let's get it crackin',
I'm just fiendin' for some body fat
the cars'll be bumpin'
We got the clubs, the clubs'll be jumpin'
Any man you want,
you want to say something
But we got the bangs
and thangs that go bang
We got the cars,
the cars that be bumpin'
We got the clubs,
the clubs that be jumpin'
Any man you want,
you want to say something
Ladies, where you at?
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