Luyện nghe bài hát Banned from Another Club

[Sho of Chapter]
Thugged Out 2001

Now put your cards on the motherfucking and see whats, what
Give the dick hard she a slut
will make her feel it in her gut
Then I to my career
So fuck your perspective, thoughts get neglected
Like Muggsy's shot and Marcus rejection
Hit the row, pass the courtside section
I you clown niggaz must be kidding
This commission, put a ending to your vision
This rap turn five to sixth sense's
I know your profile, I'm like a human census
Major factor, not a major actor
Deal with major niggaz, fuck major
Who but the sho god
Open up the book, shit 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
Ever we go y'all niggaz

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

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

Yo, and I'm banned from the Roxy
Mad shootout's and more fights Rocky
I hold records N.O connected
My died arm strong, pass intercepted
Hoes meet me in the motel, just a thong
We drink 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 from the Tunnel, my niggaz is foul
Body shit when I come through, Martha wild
and I would hate to have to, break your face
For Greystones, have you looking like Grace
Hit niggaz up, machete's split niggaz up
Automatic's will blast, 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 a grudge
Because we in the club, rolling thicker fuzz
The wee the same, play this rap like a match
Just spark the game, and apart your fame
so much smoke clouds, shit it would start to rain
an still lovely
Get on and get gully
I'm fall off I got A, B C scully huh..
(Hate me or love me) your altermatum
The price my soul, I still ain't pay him
But they love me, walk in the club
an make the look like they playing rugby
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 their days
show us

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