True story.
There used to be a club in Philly back in the day called Space...maaaan I seen these cats chillin' at a couple tables, bein nondescript with bottles....soon as "Ante Up" came on, their WHOLE energy as a group changed.....by the end of the song, it was, like, three different fights involving dudes from them two tables.
Hell, when I was goin to law school in Omaha, I used to hit up this club on the Southside called South Seven, I think (or something close to that)...and I NEVER saw a time where that C-Murder jawn was played and a fight DIDN'T break out.
