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
life the dick hard she a slut
That will make her it in her gut
Then I to my career
So fuck your perspective, your thoughts get
Like Muggsy's shot and Marcus rejection
Hit the sixth row, pass the courtside
I you clown niggaz must be kidding
lefrak commission, put a ending to your vision
This rap shit turn five to sense's
I know your profile, I'm like a human census
Major factor, not a major actor
Deal with niggaz, fuck major bitches
Who but the sho god
up the book, shit will never 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
we go y'all niggaz know

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

[Chorus 2: Chapter]
Banned from another club again...
But we'll get it popping outside my friend (you gotta let us in)
Banned from another again... again
But we'll get it outside my friend (you ain't gotta let us in)

Yo, papi and I'm from the Roxy
Mad shootout's and more fights than
I hold records N.O most
My died arm strong, your pass
Hoes meet me in the motel, just a thong
We drink 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 from the Tunnel, my niggaz is
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 up, machete's will split niggaz up
Automatic's blast, fifth niggaz 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 person to love, easy to judge
and I ain't perfect, I'll tell you now I hold a
Because we in the club, rolling thicker than
The wee dark the same, play this rap a match
Just spark the game, and tear your fame
so much smoke clouds, shit it would start to rain
an still lovely
Get on and get gully
I'm never fall off I got A, B C huh..
(Hate me or love me) that's your
The price my soul, I still ain't pay him
But they love me, walk in the club
an make the crown look like they playing
Ripe on a fradulent stage
No what y'all say, we living all of our days
spit fire, no matter what the pays
Y'all witnessing (Final Chapter) in starving days
us love

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