We had a club in Detroit called The Dancery that was pretty infamous for fights. The dj, DJ Zap, would see or hear a squabble on the floor or in a corner and would say this shit word-for-word, then "aiight y'all niggas cut that shit out", then he'd hit the lights and everybody gotta get out.
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