Banned From Tv Lyrics by Noreaga

Banned From Tv Lyrics

    Banned from tv
    N.o.r.e
    Moving
    Shut the fuck up

    [nature]
    Ay yo, ay yo, regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail
    I kick street tales, choking niggas like i'm sprewell
    Golden state, holding your fate in the palm of my hand
    Blow you away like its part of the plan
    I gotta call it like i see it, talk it like i be it
    Walkin my walk, thugged out orthopedic
    Cause i'm soon to be up, give me room watch me heat up
    Niggas try to stick me like abdul lerima, follow the leader
    Make me go extra hard, yo nore should i hold back or show the repirtore
    Quit at 16 or throw in extra bars just for the non-believers
    I show them why its so hard to reach us
    I get pussy with my fathers features
    Puff heavenly, see me at 6'1" weigh a buck 70
    Catch me in spots yall niggas never be
    Packed in like green bay
    Harlem week to queens day
    Performing acapella, no dj
    98 live, no replays
    Make it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friend
    That its them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins

    [big pun]
    Yo, yo, champagne on the rocks
    Pour on the fort knox lazura
    Shark salad with cabbage
    Pork chops and applesauce
    Twin connection, disrepect watch your body cave in
    Pump the shotty guagin, hit the shorty while he potty training
    I ain't playing, i'm truly the worst
    Simply the first to get his whole body fully reversed
    Uzi it hurts, leave you double-dead
    I'ma a bubble-head, i never listen to nothing my mother said
    Ay yo i hold niggas ransom for money
    Like johhny handsome
    Been sonning niggas for so long
    I think i got a grandson
    My passion is money, a stash and a honey
    That won't ask questions but will blast anybody
    Thats my kind of girl, kinda of world i want to live in
    Not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon
    Just a little ghetto
    Where my niggas control the middle
    We know the riddles of life where others know only a little

    [cam'ron]
    Yo, yo been in rich places, sick places
    Seen my story on 6,666 pages
    Wages, i wrote six aces
    And at the same dice games, i caught six cases
    All over big faces, now it's tipped laces
    Ready to dig faces, but the bang it ain't
    Bitch spaces, niggas loading up they rib cages
    Cats like to rip places
    Bloody lip tastes, but the cam is in big races?
    But i stay in import the pig places
    But the world know the girl though
    I fuck her off a furlough
    She'll be up, hook me up
    All your sales could be luck
    Only question for these ducks is
    Baby girl can we fuck
    You the type that need a wife
    Thought l-o-x told yall the key to life
    Asshole, yo i don't play around
    I lay it down
    Fuck around, i spray around
    Flick a biscuit, nigga risk it
    My ass, you can kick or kiss it

    [the lox]
    Ain't no niggas in the world more thorough than this
    (bust off) and sit the hot barrel dead on your lips
    Like 2 thirds of a brick (penaro and kiss)
    And kiss the crystal white fluffy part in the back of a whip
    See the plan is to stash all, and cash yall
    The weed so strong, they gotta put it glass jars
    Niggas try to smoke me out, mope me out
    Cuz the rims on my new joint be poking out
    I'm about to have no feelings
    Shit is deep, do they dance with the devil when they sleep
    I wake up gripping the air, wishing the hit
    Shit that they kick in ya ear
    When your soul be drifting in air
    My gift is half-rotten when i spit it tears
    That shit'll drop down my eye, i'm too tired to cry
    And i ain't never seen a nigga that too live to die
    They say you get what you ask for, so get it cuz you asked for it
    If a nigga ain't a thief, then he better have the cash for it
    And we gonna be around til ya body rott
    And if the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got

    What!what! what! what!

    [noreaga]
    Yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain
    The other smoke chronic like straight to the brain
    Ay yo lets get loose, hennesey straight, with tomato juice
    Queens stallion, my guns, fully italian
    Now yall niggas recognize medallions
    I play the best hood, o-t with tim westwood
    Used to be on section 8, now my section is good
    Thugged out niggas, we eat as much as we could
    And i don't give a fuck what! yo i save my shit
    And i don't give a fuck what! you can save your shit
    Yall niggas like extra skin on my dick
    Listen to bob marley, you funny niggas like steve harvey
    Frontin live with a weak army
    I play the nice guy too, i'll smoke wit you
    But the realness, i ain't got no love for you
    Thats why i never do a song with you
    Not even if your babies mom fucked the crew
    And promised to give us head and swallow too
    I still say no, no is no, no can doe
    Ya niggas drinking henneray, drinking my flow
    Yo, thug shit thug shit what what
    What the fuck is the deal
    Thugged out entertainment
    Untertainment
    L-o-x
    Terror squad
    This shit is fucking official

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