Luyện nghe bài hát Bags Packed

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

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

I'll make head bloody red if you don't get out
And if you scream and shout, I'll put the bandages on mouth
No livin for on my couch
And yo I ain't operatin, no type of house
You get no help here, my name ain't
Uh uh dear, that bullshit else-where
ass gotta go if you don't got dough
Call me what you want, woman, because just another hoe
I know you'd probably make a good miss
But I don't got no time to be bothered with no broke
Riffin at the mouth, get you kicked out, no whereabouts
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 gotta leave,
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 clothes, use common sense
I don't sell pantyhose, I got time for non +nonsense+
Kindly pack up shit
Remember you're not down the olympics, so don't try to flip!
I'll reach for the glock, aim for snotbox
The neighbor hear the shots, the neighbor call the
But I do a date upstate
I just perform that old mike tyson play and cry out
Before you burst, my keys, stop pleadin for please
This ain't church, get off your fuckin
I'm not lookin for no blow job, you better get a job
So we can some dough hobbes
I won't front, I used to love it when hump
not my stunt, tomorrow's the first of the month
You don't half the rent, I'm knockin cuttin nose flat
I got your bags packed

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyyo I'm not "the one"
I said my man he's not "the one"
And my man named ant not "the one"
And my man earl is sho' 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" ..