Luyện nghe bài hát Banned From TV

N.O.R.E, the movie, coming
(Timbaland, the fuck up)
Trying to be out in '98, you [unverified]
(I'm trying to this movie)
This the shit
(Shut the up)
'98, it's

Ay yo, ay yo, regardless of rain or snow, or hail
I kick street tales, choking niggas like I'm
Golden state, holding your fate in the palm of my
you away like it's part of the plan

I gotta it like I see it, talk it like I be it
my walk, thugged out orthopedic
'Cause I'm soon to be up, give me watch me heat up
Niggas try to stick me like Abdul Lerima, follow the

Make me go hard, yo Nore should I hold back
Or the repertoire, quit at 16
Or throw in bars just for the non-believers
I show them why it's so to reach us

I get with my fathers features
Puff heavenly, see me at 6'1" weigh a 70
Catch me in spots y'all niggas be
in like green bay, Harlem week to Queen's day

Performing acapella, no DJ, 98 live, no
Make it seem easy, so a friend to tell a friend
it's them again, nature Norega, wild gremlins

Yo, yo, champagne on the rocks, pour on the fort Knox
Shark salad cabbage, pork chops and apple sauce
Twin connection, disrespect watch body cave in
Pump the guaging, hit the shorty while he potty training

I playing, I'm truly the worst
the first to get his whole body fully reversed
Uzi it hurts, you double-dead
I'ma a bubble-head, I listen to nothing my mother said

Ay yo, I hold ransom for money
Like Johnny handsome been sonning for so long
I think I got a grandson, my is money
A stash and a honey that won't ask questions but blast anybody

That's my of girl, kinda of world I want to live in
Not a cell or a prison or in Armageddon
Just a little ghetto my niggas control the middle
We know the riddles of life others know only a little

Yo, yo in rich places, sick places
Seen my story on 6,666 pages, wages, I six aces
And at the dice games, I caught six cases
All big faces, now it's tipped laces

to dig faces but the bang it ain't
Bitch spaces, loading up they rib cages
Cats like to rip
lip tastes but the Cam is in big races?

But I in import the pig places
But the world know the girl
I fuck her off a furlough, be up, hook me up
All your sales could be luck, only for these ducks is

Baby girl, can we fuck? You the that need a wife
Thought L.O.X. told y'all the key to
Asshole, yo I play around, I lay it down
Fuck around, I around

Flick a biscuit, risk it
My ass, you can or kiss it

Ain't no niggas in the world more thorough this
(Bust off)
And sit the hot barrel on your lips
Like 2 of a brick
(Paniero and 'Kiss)

And the crystal white fluffy part in the
(Back of a whip)
(See the is to stash all)
And y'all
(The so strong)

They put it glass jars
try to smoke me out
(Mope me out)
'Cause the on my new joint be poking out
(I'm to have no feelings, shit is deep)

Do they dance the devil when they sleep
(I wake up the air, wishing the hit)
Shit that they kick in ya ear when your soul be in air
My gift is when I spit it tears

That shit'll drop my eye, I'm too tired to cry
(And I never seen a nigga that too live to die)
(They say you get you ask for)
So get it 'cause you for it

(If a ain't a thief)
Then he better the cash for it and we gonna
Be around 'til ya body rot and if the feds us in
We get the same Gotti got

What, what, what,

Yo, yo, ay yo, there's two ways the hood, one plain
The other smoke chronic straight to the brain
Ay yo, let's get loose, Hennessey straight with tomato
stallion, my guns, fully Italian

Now niggas recognize medallions
I play the best hood, o-t Tim Westwood
Used to be on section 8, now my section is
Thugged out niggas, we eat as much as we

And I don't a fuck what, yo, I save my shit
And I don't give a what, you can save your shit
Y'all niggas like extra on my dick
Listen to Bob Marley, you funny like Steve Harvey

Fronting live with a weak
I play the nice guy too, I'll wit you
But the realness, I ain't got no for you
why I never do a song with you

Not even if your baby's mom the crew
And promised to us head and swallow too
I say no, no is no, no can doe
Ya, niggas drinking Hennessey, drinking my

Yo, thug shit shit, what, what?
What the fuck is the deal? out entertainment
Untertainment, L.O.X., Terror
shit is fucking official