Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Gotta Go Home

[DJ
Yeah, the world DJ Clue
Desert
off Joe Buddens, on top
This go out to all my
You ain't chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game
All my ladies, you got a car
But you gotta mean muthafuckin' heel
Click them
You how we do it

[Joe
Whoa! (Haha)
Whoa! Dub
Whoa! some fun with it

Mami, I'm if you fine in the rear
We can get into whatever if you don't boo be yeah
And when I'm slidin', you somethin' fierce
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta

1]
I ain't got to homeboy, he know that
This is 'Matrix and Neo's back
I'm up, humble apologies, clowns
I'm here for the long run, I ain't Brown
Get to know me, the man, the
So by the time I'm on my fifth
You should understand the one
It's non-fiction, you deny you proof
I only buck in the air when the in the booth
You gets liable to
This twenty-two some extra keyholes on the driver's side of your

Like, nighty night, here's your bitches
You might need just a more than butterfly stitches
Get out of line and get up duke
Lose your spines to touch us jukes
Get to the mall in a circle, guns out "duck-duck-goose"
This shit is kinda aiight till I fuck in the
I'm sayin', I'm here, got my nine up in
wanna rumble, I don't mind, nigga yeah

And I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce
You gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

2]
Like I don't roll with niggaz that'll lift chrome
Take a look at 'em, you can see they skin and bones
Y'all talk bricks when y'all know who move 'em
us real niggaz make withdrawls while go through 'em
We long guns, we can contra on it
We talk about it, we live it, ponder on it
Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons it
I'm talkin' straight cash, you might a sponsor for it
But wait - ever met somebody that chill
second he feel the need to let you know that he's real
Every second he wanna about his homies that died
And the people he killed and in the future all the he will
Talk about who he and beat up, and he won't cool out
Yakety-yakkin', he's reminiscing on different
How he was there, was blastin'
Cops with body bags, and he's talkin', but nobody asked him
Naw - he attention, he want his name yelled
Me and him end up in the same cell
I'm pissed on the top bunk, I sleep
This guy ain't street, go 'head nigga I beef
But feel me - there, who popped him where
Who you backed out on and had the block scared

Ma when I'm pokin' you from the rear
You ain't go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

3]
Ma - you real aggressive, catchin' me of
It's a turn off, you know niggaz respect a challenge
Move a slow gettin' at me
Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin', just go throwin' it at me
'cause - you doin' it at the same time
I'm thinkin' how many niggaz hit you wit same line
Or - how other niggaz you ran game to
How many niggaz you fucked or you gave to
How many other dudes you done came to
With condoms on you that he find 'em on you
And - I ain't tryin' to catch from you
So I'm up in a Catch-22
If I don't her then I'm not like guys she met before
So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me
But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long
I now have a girlie on my hands open
I don't want her me constantly
Thinkin' I fucked her she got a bond with me
I don't want her a one night stand
It was just a nut, I'm not man

Ma - I'm there, if you fine in the
We can get into if you don't mind boo be yeah
And I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta
Ma - I'm there, name a and where
We can get into whatever if you mind boo be yeah
And when I'm done pokin' you from the
You ain't go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here

[DJ Clue till end]