Luyện nghe bài hát Banned from Another Club

[Sho of Final
Thugged Out Militia-

Now put your cards on the motherfucking and see whats, what
Give life the dick she a slut
That will her feel it in her gut
I move to my career
So fuck your perspective, your thoughts get
Muggsy's shot and Marcus Camby rejection
Hit the row, pass the courtside section
I know you clown must be kidding
This lefrak commission, put a ending to your
This rap shit turn five to sense's
I know your profile, I'm like a human census
Major factor, not a major actor
with major niggaz, fuck major bitches
Who but the sho god
Open up the book, shit will be closed
Like a spell on the industry, and no one got the
But Al G.A.D.O and S.H.O we the mainstream
Ever we go y'all know

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

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

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

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[Al
I'm the wrong person to love, easy to
and I ain't perfect, I'll tell you now I hold a
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 much smoke clouds, it would start to rain
an still lovely
Get on and get gully
I'm never off I got A, B C scully huh..
(Hate me or love me) that's your
The devil price my soul, I still pay him
But usually they love me, walk in the
an make the crown like they playing rugby
Ripe show's on a fradulent
No what y'all say, we living all of our days
fire, no matter what the margin pays
Y'all (Final Chapter) in their starving days
us love

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