That Club Shit (Noreality 2007)

Текст песни N.O.R.E. and Three 6 Mafia - That Club Shit (Noreality 2007)

That Club Shit Lyrics[Chorus: Juicy J, N.O.R.E. & DJ Paul]
Watching that club shit, watching that thug shit
Niggas in the club that you better not fuck with
My work funny, and your brain kinda lame
Don't worry, I'll wait
We brought you that club shit, we brought you that thug shit
The niggas in the club that you better not fuck with
My work funny, and your brain kinda lame
Don't worry, I'll wait

[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.]
Well I'm the freest free agent since Shaq
Left the [?] moved to Miami and all that
Minous the badge yo, homie don't play that
[?] don't raise no rats
Thugged out [?][?]
They bring you the cause, stand up for the cause
Hold your water homeboy, cars will get tossed
Shouts to D boys, [?] too
The rest goes out to my Brooklyn crew
[?] still pushing
Queens stand up like [?] woopy cushion
Half of these niggas pussy, half of them probably country
And I ain't talking [?]
Be the soffest nigga out of the crew, I know you
Yappin, rappin what you posed to do
Homie you ain't been through what I been through
You ain't tear up the clubs like Three 6 do
Before the Oscar, when they had Gangsta Boo
[?] you can ask, it's true
[Chorus: Juicy J, N.O.R.E. & DJ Paul]
Watching that club shit, watching that thug shit
Niggas in the club that you better not fuck with
My work funny, and your brain kinda lame
Don't worry, I'll wait
We brought you that club shit, we brought you that thug shit
The niggas in the club that you better not fuck with
My work funny, and your brain kinda lame
Don't worry, I'll wait

[Verse 2: N.O.R.E.]
Hang with me, when on Patrone
And you getting too big, I'll help you carey on
Then we take it to they pockets, take a nigga's wallet
Cellphones, bracelet, can't wait to watch it
Promoter like "stop it", bouncers like "get away"
We pulling out blickys, they pulling out pepper spray
I'm the club closer, call me forclosure
[?] I punch from my shoulder
Dead off N.O.R.E., I'm better when I'm sober
And I ain't even trippin off, [?]
Get your facts right, I'm real, real life
And I could probably hit goons with harpoons
And this ain't for the kids na, this ain't cartoons
So stick to the biz, Three 6, what it is?
[Chorus: Juicy J, N.O.R.E. & DJ Paul]
Watching that club shit, watching that thug shit
Niggas in the club that you better not fuck with
My work funny, and your brain kinda lame
Don't worry, I'll wait
We brought you that club shit, we brought you that thug shit
The niggas in the club that you better not fuck with
My work funny, and your brain kinda lame
Don't worry, I'll wait