Noreaga - Banned From Tv Lyrics
Banned from tvN.o.r.eMovingShut the ***** up[nature]Ay yo, ay yo, regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hailI kick street tales, choking niggas like Im sprewellGolden state, holding your fate in the palm of my handBlow you away like its part of the planI gotta call it like I see it, talk it like I be itWalkin my walk, thugged out orthopedicCause Im soon to be up, give me room watch me heat upNiggas try to stick me like abdul lerima, follow the leaderMake me go extra hard, yo nore should I hold back or show the repirtoreQuit at 16 or throw in extra bars just for the non-believersI show them why its so hard to reach usI get ***** with my fathers featuresPuff heavenly, see me at 61 weigh a buck 70Catch me in spots yall niggas never bePacked in like green bayHarlem week to queens dayPerforming acapella, no dj98 live, no replaysMake it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friendThat its them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins[big pun]Yo, yo, champagne on the rocksPour on the fort knox lazuraShark salad with cabbagePork chops and applesauceTwin connection, disrepect watch your body cave inPump the shotty guagin, hit the shorty while he potty trainingI aint playing, Im truly the worstSimply the first to get his whole body fully reversedUzi it hurts, leave you double-deadIma a bubble-head, I never listen to nothing my mother saidAy yo I hold niggas ransom for moneyLike johhny handsomeBeen sonning niggas for so longI think I got a grandsonMy passion is money, a stash and a honeyThat wont ask questions but will blast anybodyThats my kind of girl, kinda of world I want to live inNot a cell or a prison or in hells armageddonJust a little ghettoWhere my niggas control the middleWe know the riddles of life where others know only a little[camron]Yo, yo been in rich places, sick placesSeen my story on 6,666 pagesWages, I wrote six acesAnd at the same dice games, I caught six casesAll over big faces, now its tipped lacesReady to dig faces, but the bang it aint***** spaces, niggas loading up they rib cagesCats like to rip placesBloody lip tastes, but the cam is in big races?But I stay in import the pig placesBut the world know the girl thoughI ***** her off a furloughShell be up, hook me upAll your sales could be luckOnly question for these ducks isBaby girl can we *****You the type that need a wifeThought l-o-x told yall the key to life*****, yo I dont play aroundI lay it down***** around, I spray aroundFlick a biscuit, nigga risk itMy ass, you can kick or kiss it[the lox]Aint no niggas in the world more thorough than this(bust off) and sit the hot barrel dead on your lipsLike 2 thirds of a brick (penaro and kiss)And kiss the crystal white fluffy part in the back of a whipSee the plan is to stash all, and cash yallThe weed so strong, they gotta put it glass jarsNiggas try to smoke me out, mope me outCuz the rims on my new joint be poking outIm about to have no feelingsShit is deep, do they dance with the devil when they sleepI wake up gripping the air, wishing the hitShit that they kick in ya earWhen your soul be drifting in airMy gift is half-rotten when I spit it tearsThat shitll drop down my eye, Im too tired to cryAnd I aint never seen a nigga that too live to dieThey say you get what you ask for, so get it cuz you asked for itIf a nigga aint a thief, then he better have the cash for itAnd we gonna be around til ya body rottAnd if the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti gotWhat!what! what! what![noreaga]Yo,yo! ay yo, theres two ways into the hood, one plainThe other smoke chronic like straight to the brainAy yo lets get loose, hennesey straight, with tomato juiceQueens stallion, my guns, fully italianNow yall niggas recognize medallionsI play the best hood, o-t with tim westwoodUsed to be on section 8, now my section is goodThugged out niggas, we eat as much as we couldAnd I dont give a ***** what! yo I save my shitAnd I dont give a ***** what! you can save your shitYall niggas like extra skin on my dickListen to bob marley, you funny niggas like steve harveyFrontin live with a weak armyI play the nice guy too, Ill smoke wit youBut the realness, I aint got no love for youThats why I never do a song with youNot even if your babies mom *****ed the crewAnd promised to give us head and swallow tooI still say no, no is no, no can doeYa niggas drinking henneray, drinking my flowYo, thug shit thug shit what whatWhat the ***** is the dealThugged out entertainmentUntertainmentL-o-xTerror squadThis shit is *****ing official
