Banned From Another Club

[Sho of Final Chapter]<br>Thugged Out Militia- 2001<br><br>[Sho]<br>Now put your cards on the motherfucking table and see whats, what<br>Give life the dick hard she a slut<br>That will make her feel it in her gut<br>Then I move to my career<br>So fuck your perspective, your thoughts get neglected<br>Like Muggsy`s shot and Marcus Camby rejection<br>Hit the sixth row, pass the courtside section<br>I know you clown niggaz must be kidding<br>This lefrak commission, put a ending to your vision<br>This rap shit turn five to sixth sense`s<br>I know your profile, I`m like a hood human census<br>Major factor, nigga not a major actor<br>Deal with major niggaz, fuck major bitches<br>Who else but the sho god<br>Open up the book, shit will never be closed<br>Like a spell on the industry, and no one got the code<br>But Al G.A.D.O and S.H.O we the mainstream where<br>Ever we go y`all niggaz know<br><br>[Chorus 1: Final Chapter]<br>From the front to the back, stay packed, fall back<br>It`s a wrap, thugged out rule that<br>I know you mad cause your girl on our back, she with us<br>It`s a wrap, thugged out rule that<br>Don`t want no problems, but if y`all want to clap, we got gats<br>It`s a wrap, thugged out rule that<br>Everywhere we go we get tested at a show<br>We let everybody know<br>I`m let everyone know we shut it down (It`s a wrap)<br><br>[Chorus 2: Final Chapter]<br>Banned from another club again... again<br>But we`ll get it popping outside my friend (you ain`t gotta let us in)<br>Banned from another club again... again<br>But we`ll get it popping outside my friend (you ain`t gotta let us in)<br><br>[Noreaga]<br>Yo, papi and I`m banned from the Roxy<br>Mad shootout`s and more fights than Rocky<br>I hold records N.O most connected<br>My died arm strong, your pass intercepted<br>Hoes meet me in the motel, with just a thong<br>We goin` drink smirnoff, bitch, fuck the don<br>You see my lucky charm, my niggaz is on<br>and I`m a foul nigga bitch, I could fuck you moms<br>You see I`m banned from the Tunnel, my niggaz is foul<br>Body shit when I come through, like Martha wild<br>and I would hate to have to, break your face bone<br>For Greystones, have you looking like Grace Jones<br>Hit niggaz up, machete`s will split niggaz up<br>Automatic`s will blast, fifth niggaz up<br>Al Gado, and Sho and this N-O<br>and if them niggaz got beef, them niggaz will go<br><br>[Chorus 1]<br><br>[Al Gado]<br>I`m the wrong person to love, easy to judge<br>and I ain`t perfect, I`ll tell you now I hold a grudge<br>Because we in the club, rolling thicker than fuzz<br>The wee dark the same, play this rap like a match<br>Just spark the game, and tear apart your fame<br>Blow so much smoke clouds, shit it would start to rain<br>an still flow lovely<br>Get on stage and get gully<br>I`m never fall off I got A, B C scully huh..<br>(Hate me or love me) that`s your altermatum<br>The devil price my soul, I still ain`t pay him<br>But usually they love me, walk in the club<br>an make the crown look like they playing rugby<br>Ripe show`s on a fradulent stage<br>No matter what y`all say, we living all of our days<br>spit fire, no matter what the margin pays<br>Y`all witnessing (Final Chapter) in their starving days<br>show us love<br><br>[Chorus 1]<br><br>[Chorus 2]