Luyện nghe bài hát Bags Packed

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

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

I'll make your head red if you don't get out
And if you scream and shout, put the bandages on your mouth
No for free on my couch
And yo I ain't operatin, no type of house
You get no help here, my name wel-fare
Uh uh dear, take that bullshit
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 with no broke bitch
Riffin at the mouth, get you kicked out, no whereabouts
The shape up and ship out
And take everything you came with you was startin
This ain't a world tour, no trips to this apartment
I want ass to be ghost
And now, all of a you wanna get close, huh

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

Umm, get your clothes, use common
I don't sell pantyhose, I don't got time for non
Kindly up your shit
Remember you're not with the olympics, so don't try to flip!
I'll reach for the glock, aim for your
The neighbor hear the shots, the neighbor call the
But I won't do a upstate
I just perform that old mike tyson and cry out rape
you burst, gimme my keys, stop pleadin for please
This church, get off your fuckin knees
I'm not for no blow job, you better get a real job
So we can have dough hobbes
I won't front, I to love it when we'd hump
You're not my stunt, tomorrow's the of the month
You don't have the rent, I'm knockin cuttin nose flat
Girlfriend I got your bags

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

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

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

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

baby 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 aiyyo we ain't not "the one"
My man extra p, not "the one"
And you how it goes.. "the one"
"the one" ..