Luyện nghe bài hát Bags Packed

Yeah it
another one of those ak shits youknowhati'msayin?
This right here's about a
Who wanna live in your for free, without a j.o.b.
it

I got your bags packed, you leave, see-ya
I got your bags packed, you gotta leave,
I got your bags packed, I got your bags
You gotta leave you gotta you gotta leave yo

I'll make your bloody red if you don't get out
And if you scream and shout, I'll put the on your mouth
No for free on my couch
And yo I ain't operatin, no of covenant house
You get no help here, my name ain't
Uh uh dear, take that else-where
ass gotta go if you don't got dough
Call me you want, woman, because you're just another hoe
I know you'd probably make a good mother
But I don't got no time to be bothered with no broke
Riffin at the mouth, get you kicked out, without no
The shape up and ship out
And take everything you with when you was startin
This ain't a tour, no more trips to this apartment
I want your ass to be
And now, all of a you wanna get close, huh

I got your bags packed, you leave, see-ya
I got bags packed, you gotta leave, see-ya
I got your bags packed, I got bags packed
You gotta you gotta leave you gotta leave check it

Umm, get your clothes, use sense
I don't pantyhose, I don't got time for non +nonsense+
Kindly pack up shit
Remember not down with the olympics, so don't try to flip!
I'll reach for the glock, aim for your
The neighbor hear the shots, the call the cops
But I won't do a date
I perform that old mike tyson play and cry out rape
Before you burst, my keys, stop pleadin for please
This church, get off your fuckin knees
I'm not lookin for no blow job, you get a real job
So we can some dough hobbes
I won't front, I used to love it when hump
You're not my stunt, the first of the month
You have half the rent, I'm knockin cuttin nose flat
Girlfriend I got your packed

Huh, I got your bags
You gotta leave you leave, I got your bags packed, see-ya
I got your bags
You gotta leave you leave, I got your bags packed

I got bags packed
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed,
I got bags packed
You gotta leave you leave you gotta leave, check it

Umm, wipe up them cryin
like an automatic car, you don't got no gear
Get ready to put an end to that cinderella
Throw out them jordache jeans, cause it seem
To givin you the look, that you've searchin for
And plus I you're not with, baggin up shit
At no grocery store -- it just your furious
As if you got shot in the butt now you're dead-ass serious
know what to do, nowhere to go
But no haps over here, cause ain't, the welcome back kotter show
Forget all the you spent
Cause ain't goin on, but my rent, huh
Shit, you better take a look
At the road that's you're bout to hit
And it no comin back
Girlfriend, I got your packed

Huh, I got your bags
You leave you gotta leave, I got your bags packed, see-ya
I got bags packed
You gotta leave you gotta leave, I got your packed, see-ya

I got your bags
You gotta leave you leave, I got your bags packed, see-ya
I got your bags
You leave you gotta leave I gotta go, check it

Aiyyo I'm not "the one"
I my man serge he's not "the one"
And my man named ant not "the one"
And my man is sho' ain't not "the one"
Aiyyo girlfriend we ain't not "the one"
My man extra p, not "the one"
And you how it goes.. "the one"
"the one" ..