Luyện nghe bài hát Banned from Another Club

[Sho of Chapter]
Thugged Out 2001

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

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

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

Yo, and I'm banned from the Roxy
Mad and more fights than Rocky
I hold records N.O most
My died arm strong, pass intercepted
Hoes meet me in the motel, with just a
We goin' smirnoff, bitch, fuck the don
You see my charm, my niggaz is on
and I'm a nigga bitch, I could fuck you moms
You see I'm banned from the Tunnel, my is foul
Body shit when I come through, like Martha
and I would hate to to, break your face bone
For Greystones, have you looking like Grace
Hit niggaz up, machete's split niggaz up
will blast, fifth niggaz up
Al Gado, and Sho and N-O
and if them niggaz got beef, niggaz will 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, this rap like a match
Just spark the game, and tear apart fame
Blow so much smoke clouds, shit it would start to
an flow lovely
Get on stage and get
I'm never off I got A, B C scully huh..
(Hate me or love me) your altermatum
The devil my soul, I still ain't pay him
But usually they love me, in the club
an make the crown look like they rugby
Ripe on a fradulent stage
No what y'all say, we living all of our days
spit fire, no matter what the margin
Y'all witnessing (Final Chapter) in their starving
show us

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