Luyện nghe bài hát Banned from Another Club

[Sho of Final
Out Militia- 2001

Now put your on the motherfucking table and see whats, what
Give life the dick she a slut
That will make her it in her gut
I move to my career
So fuck your perspective, your thoughts get
Like Muggsy's shot and Marcus rejection
Hit the row, pass the courtside section
I know you clown niggaz must be
This lefrak commission, put a to your vision
rap shit turn five to sixth sense's
I know your profile, I'm a hood human census
Major factor, nigga not a actor
with major niggaz, fuck major bitches
Who but the sho god
Open up the book, shit will never be
a spell on the industry, and no one got the code
But Al G.A.D.O and S.H.O we the where
Ever we go y'all niggaz

[Chorus 1: Chapter]
From the front to the back, stay packed, fall
It's a wrap, thugged out that
I know you mad your girl on our back, she with us
It's a wrap, thugged out that
Don't want no problems, but if y'all to clap, we got gats
a wrap, thugged out rule that
Everywhere we go we get at a show
We let everybody
I'm let everyone know we shut it (It's a wrap)

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Banned from another club again...
But get it popping outside my friend (you ain't gotta let us in)
Banned from another club again...
But we'll get it popping outside my friend (you ain't let us in)

Yo, and I'm banned from the Roxy
Mad shootout's and more fights Rocky
I records N.O most connected
My died arm strong, your pass
Hoes meet me in the motel, with a thong
We goin' smirnoff, bitch, fuck the don
You see my lucky charm, my is on
and I'm a foul bitch, I could fuck you moms
You see I'm banned the Tunnel, my niggaz is foul
Body shit when I come through, Martha wild
and I would hate to have to, break your bone
For Greystones, have you looking like Jones
Hit niggaz up, will split niggaz up
Automatic's will blast, niggaz up
Al Gado, and Sho and N-O
and if niggaz got beef, them niggaz will go

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[Al
I'm the wrong person to love, easy to
and I ain't perfect, I'll you now I hold a grudge
Because we in the club, rolling than fuzz
The wee dark the same, play rap like a match
Just spark the game, and apart your fame
Blow so smoke clouds, shit it would start to rain
an flow lovely
Get on and get gully
I'm never off I got A, B C scully huh..
(Hate me or me) that's your altermatum
The devil price my soul, I still pay him
But they love me, walk in the club
an make the crown look like playing rugby
Ripe on a fradulent stage
No matter y'all say, we living all of our days
spit fire, no matter what the pays
Y'all (Final Chapter) in their starving days
us love

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