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Lyrics for Banned From TV by Noreaga:
| | | Artist: | Noreaga |
| | Album: | N.O.R.E | | Track: | Banned From TV | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 83 | | | | Lyrics: | featuring Big Pun Cam'Ron The Lox Nature
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
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