Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Gotta Go Home

[DJ
Yeah, the world DJ Clue
Storm
off Joe Buddens, on top
This go out to all my
You gotta chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game
All my ladies, you got a car
But you mean muthafuckin' heel game
Click heels
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 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 outta here

1]
I ain't got to homeboy, he know that
This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and back
I'm up, humble apologies, sorry
I'm here for the run, I ain't Coffee Brown
Get to know me, the man, the
So by the time I'm on my fifth
You should the first one
non-fiction, you deny you want proof
I only buck in the air when the sky's in the
You liable to shoot
This twenty-two release some extra keyholes on the side of your

Like, night, here's your lullaby bitches
You need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches
Get out of and get stuck up duke
Lose your tryin' to touch us jukes
Get to the mall in a circle, guns out "duck-duck-goose"
shit is kinda aiight till I fuck in the booth
I'm sayin', I'm here, got my nine up in
Thugs 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 niggaz that'll lift 'ayn' chrome
a look at 'em, you can see they just skin and bones
Y'all talk about bricks when y'all who move 'em
us real niggaz make withdrawls while y'all go 'em
We long guns, we can contra on it
We about it, we live it, y'all ponder on it
Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons it
I'm talkin' straight cash, you might need a for it
But - ever met somebody that wouldn't chill
Every second he the need to let you know that he's real
Every he wanna talk about his homies that died
And the people he killed and in the future all the he will
Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he cool out
Yakety-yakkin', reminiscing on different shootouts
How he was there, was blastin'
Cops came body bags, and he's talkin', but nobody asked him
Naw - he attention, he want his name yelled
Me and him always end up in the cell
I'm pissed on the top bunk, I can't
guy ain't street, go 'head nigga I ain't beef
But feel me - stop there, who him where
Who you out on and had the whole block scared

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

3]
Ma - you real aggressive, me of balance
It's a turn off, don't you know niggaz a challenge
Move a lil' gettin' at me
Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin', don't just go it at me
'cause - you doin' it at the same time
I'm thinkin' how many hit you wit that same line
Or - how many 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 hopin' he find 'em on you
And - I tryin' to catch nothin' from you
So I'm caught up in a
If I don't fuck her then I'm not guys she met before
So while I'm turnin' her down just likin' me more
But if I do get to pokin', hit her long strokin'
I now have a on my hands that's open
I want her callin' me constantly
Thinkin' 'cause I 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 in the rear
We can get into whatever if you 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, a time and where
We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be
And when I'm done pokin' you from the
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the outta here

[DJ Clue talking end]