Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Cent - Places to Go

(50 saying)

(echo)
(echo)
See you met you (echo)

I got places to go, I got to see,
The penitentiary, ain't the for me,
I'm you do, not tempt me,
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you

(repeat)

1
You me for somebody that you should be testing,
Your should be stressin I'm gonna fuckin you a lesson,
Mac 101's in session and lace the that I'm blessin,
Smith and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing, (God (echo))
These straight busters kept-in, kept-in my benz, the end's,
Watch the 22 spin , my a perfect 10
I got up but I got up and I'm back at it again,
Motherfuckers thought I would'nt win, pretend to be friends,
At you fail, try, try, try, try again,
I'm the best don't you get it, it, when I spit it, it's crazy,
You love it, admit it, you like it, I live it, shady,
Aftermath in your ass bitch, if not a classic,
When dumped, trash it, so I got it mastered,
and get your ass kicked, bastered, your misses get drastic,
Glock made out of plastic, and get blasted, run nigga and stash it...

2
There is a genie in that bottle of don-pari'on,
I'm a drink till I get to bitch in the morn,
Introduce me to the booth they gonna to my words,
In the they feel my shit...
(break-it down...)

a perfect picture, picture me in the paper
Picture me starting shit, picture me my gat,
police man dan gotta picture of that,
Picture me being broke, picture me a sack,
Picture me comin up, picture me from rap,
me blowin up, now picture me going back,
To my basement to live, shit, picture that,
Where I'm from a fact, you gotta watch your back,
You wear a vest without a deck, use a jack,
Hastle hard, stack, sell that dope, sell that crack,
Sell pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, crew are back,
50 cent, too much , man I'm bent, I'm out'ta here

(50 saying)
Ha ha
Man I going to jail
Not even to visit a
You to holla at me you wright me,
a fact, you gotta send it to sunset boulevard,
In montreal,
Ha ha
Riding in one of dre's farrari's nigga,
Or matter a fact I be in detroit,
down 8 mile road,
You for one of them en-joints and shit,
Ha ha
Ya heard, I got to go man,
You know, aftermath,
We finished our money,
Puttin our faces on this motherfuckin thug shit,
Ha ha ha ha ha,
Aint seem to be much...