Luyện nghe bài hát Banned from Another Club

[Sho of Final
Out Militia- 2001

Now put cards on the motherfucking table and see whats, what
Give the dick hard she a slut
That will her feel it in her gut
Then I move to my
So fuck your perspective, your get neglected
Like shot and Marcus Camby rejection
Hit the sixth row, pass the section
I know you clown must be kidding
This lefrak commission, put a ending to your
This rap shit five to sixth sense's
I know your profile, I'm like a hood human
Major factor, nigga not a actor
Deal with major niggaz, fuck major
Who but the sho god
Open up the book, shit will never be
a spell on the industry, and no one got the code
But Al G.A.D.O and S.H.O we the where
Ever we go niggaz know

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

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

Yo, and I'm banned from the Roxy
Mad shootout's and more fights Rocky
I hold N.O most connected
My died arm strong, your pass
Hoes meet me in the motel, just a thong
We goin' drink smirnoff, bitch, 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 from the Tunnel, my niggaz is foul
Body shit when I come through, like wild
and I hate to have to, break your face bone
For Greystones, have you looking Grace 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 got beef, them niggaz will go

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[Al
I'm the wrong person to love, easy to
and I ain't perfect, I'll you now I hold a grudge
Because we in the club, rolling thicker than
The wee dark the same, this rap like a match
Just the game, and tear apart your fame
so much smoke clouds, shit it would start to rain
an still lovely
Get on stage and get
I'm never fall off I got A, B C huh..
(Hate me or love me) that's altermatum
The devil price my soul, I ain't pay him
But they love me, walk in the club
an make the crown look like playing rugby
Ripe show's on a fradulent
No matter y'all say, we living all of our days
spit fire, no what the margin pays
Y'all (Final Chapter) in their starving days
us love

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