Luyện nghe bài hát Banned from Another Club

[Sho of Chapter]
Thugged Out Militia-

Now put your cards on the motherfucking table and see whats,
Give life the 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 section
I you clown niggaz must be kidding
This lefrak commission, put a to your vision
This rap turn five to sixth sense's
I know your profile, I'm like a hood census
Major factor, nigga not a actor
Deal with major niggaz, fuck 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 niggaz know

[Chorus 1: Final
From the to the back, stay packed, fall back
a wrap, thugged out rule that
I know you mad your girl on our back, she with us
It's a wrap, thugged out rule
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 tested at a
We let know
I'm let everyone know we shut it (It's a wrap)

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

Yo, papi and I'm banned from the
Mad and more fights than Rocky
I hold records N.O most
My arm strong, your pass intercepted
meet me in the motel, with just a thong
We drink smirnoff, bitch, fuck the don
You see my charm, my niggaz is on
and I'm a foul nigga bitch, I fuck you moms
You see I'm banned the Tunnel, my niggaz 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 Grace Jones
Hit niggaz up, machete's split niggaz up
Automatic's will blast, fifth up
Al Gado, and Sho and N-O
and if them got beef, them niggaz will go

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[Al
I'm the wrong to love, easy to judge
and I ain't perfect, tell you now I hold a grudge
Because we in the club, rolling thicker than
The wee dark the same, play this rap a match
Just spark the game, and tear apart fame
Blow so much smoke clouds, shit it start to rain
an still flow
Get on stage and get
I'm fall off I got A, B C scully huh..
(Hate me or love me) that's your
The devil price my soul, I ain't pay him
But usually they love me, in the club
an make the crown look like they playing
Ripe show's on a fradulent
No matter 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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