Banned From Another Club Lyrics

[Sho of Final Chapter]Thugged Out Militia- 2001[Sho]Now put your cards on the motherfucking table and see whats, whatGive life the dick hard she a slutThat will make her feel it in her gutThen I move to my careerSo fuck your perspective, your thoughts get neglectedLike Muggsy's shot and Marcus Camby rejectionHit the sixth row, pass the courtside sectionI know you clown niggaz must be kiddingThis lefrak commission, put a ending to your visionThis rap shit turn five to sixth sense'sI know your profile, I'm like a hood human censusMajor factor, nigga not a major actorDeal with major niggaz, fuck major bitchesWho else but the sho godOpen up the book, shit will never be closedLike a spell on the industry, and no one got the codeBut Al G.A.D.O and S.H.O we the mainstream whereEver we go y'all niggaz know[Chorus 1: Final Chapter]From the front to the back, stay packed, fall backIt's a wrap, thugged out rule thatI know you mad cause your girl on our back, she with usIt's a wrap, thugged out rule thatDon't want no problems, but if y'all want to clap, we got gatsIt's a wrap, thugged out rule thatEverywhere we go we get tested at a showWe let everybody knowI'm let everyone know we shut it down (It's a wrap)[Chorus 2: Final Chapter]Banned from another club again... againBut we'll get it popping outside my friend (you ain't gotta let us in)Banned from another club again... againBut we'll get it popping outside my friend (you ain't gotta let us in)[Noreaga]Yo, papi and I'm banned from the RoxyMad shootout's and more fights than RockyI hold records N.O most connectedMy died arm strong, your pass interceptedHoes meet me in the motel, with just a thongWe goin' drink smirnoff, bitch, fuck the donYou see my lucky charm, my niggaz is onand I'm a foul nigga bitch, I could fuck you momsYou see I'm banned from the Tunnel, my niggaz is foulBody shit when I come through, like Martha wildand I would hate to have to, break your face boneFor Greystones, have you looking like Grace JonesHit niggaz up, machete's will split niggaz upAutomatic's will blast, fifth niggaz upAl Gado, and Sho and this N-Oand if them niggaz got beef, them niggaz will go[Chorus 1][Al Gado]I'm the wrong person to love, easy to judgeand I ain't perfect, I'll tell you now I hold a grudgeBecause we in the club, rolling thicker than fuzzThe wee dark the same, play this rap like a matchJust spark the game, and tear apart your fameBlow so much smoke clouds, shit it would start to rainan still flow lovelyGet on stage and get gullyI'm never fall off I got A, B C scully huh..(Hate me or love me) that's your altermatumThe devil price my soul, I still ain't pay himBut usually they love me, walk in the cluban make the crown look like they playing rugbyRipe show's on a fradulent stageNo matter what y'all say, we living all of our daysspit fire, no matter what the margin paysY'all witnessing (Final Chapter) in their starving daysshow us love[Chorus 1][Chorus 2]