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I never thought
That it'd ever come to this
I told you many times before
If you ain't taking that risk
Then don't you come in my section
I be with my

Girl you got me thinking I could settle down
Tell me how when there's

Whole lotta smoke in my section
Cash money hoes in my section
You should make

A bunch of bad bitches
In my section got the bottles poppin
A bunch of mad niggas
Always hating but it ain't stopping
Don't go out sad nigga
Cause we

Gold Bottles

Young Jeezy

Church in These Streets

2015

ARs over here, they pop like gold bottles
47s over here, they pop like gold bottles
Ain't no bitches in your section, you got no bottles
Nigga we

Thug Section [Bonus Track]

Plies

Definition of Real [Bonus Tracks]

2008

the thug section.

[Verse:]
Wrong section, this ain't where da cris get poured.
This where da pills get popped, dro get rolled.
Where the thugs posted

more questions
No new friends in my section no no
No new friends in my section no no No new friends in my section

See I was told you gotta struggle

Sipping on you its addiction 
Baby I know all that you want is attention
Looking so fly for the night in the section
And i need change you a dime no

None but steppers in my section
Big drip yeah we flexing
And ya bitch keep texting
I ain't going in her direction
Run it up like a track meet
Bitch

I'm in Cairo
Bitches in my section
Ion write hoes
Got that fi though
Keep my pistol on me
Never lack bro
Shut yo pie hoe
Away's talkin shit you ain't

my faults up in my section
I said your fortune just to take your soul
I laid my cards down now so hold me breathless
I’m cold down to my blood I hope

We got all the change that you need right by the door
This the Players Club
And we got hella sections for them niggas getting dough
This the Players

Different city, different section, different everything
No these bitches they can’t get me want the wedding ring
Different city, different section

Have you ever been to Hell, Hell yeah
Have you ever been to Hell, Hell yeah
Section 8, Food Stamps, Welfare
No clothes on our back feet bare
Yeah

me feeling like pay day
I want it all like Pac Man
This is a throwback Thursday
It got me feeling like pay day
Skhwenkwelele boys in the section
Kwaito

I thought the beat dropped 
Did it 

A no lame ones in my section A
Don't try to check it 
All smoke is in this section A
Don't try to check it 
You

in my section
And all of my shit it be wetty
You ready I'm ready
Gotta go get to the fetti
My hand On my beam and it’s steady
This shit could get

tracks
And I open comment section when I wanna relax

I see your true face so why don't you quit the acts
She got her eye on me cause she really like my

Diamonds on me dancin
Hoes all in my section
Gucci on my feet an
Goons in every direction
Baby girl you bad bitch
Don't mean I won't forget ya

I don't give off good impressions
Mr. Smith walk around with all Wessons
Think it's fight night like it's Tekken
Get the fuck out of my section
I

Trophy
I just got my trophy staying in love
Delayy got his trophy, man this ain't enough
Born section 8, It was like the slums
Just wanna get out

Ha Ha
Yeah
Woah
This that type a Shid that make a nigga wanna leave the section
This the typa shid that make a nigga wanna leave the section
Who

Ha ha ha
Who I do it for moms, Doggy from the section
Who I do it for moms, Doggy from the section
My hand don't open doors
I use my foot just for

connecting
You get mad when you ain't in my section
I ain't fighting if it isn't destine
Take a look in the mirror it's reflecting
When you coming again?
You

ain't get a section In the club they was clowning
Now I got a section of some land by the mountains
While they working 40 hours just to buy an outfit
I