Luyện nghe bài hát Gots To Go

Ain't no tellin' I might be
I got to go and people to see
Ain't no tellin' I end up
I got shows to rock and hoes to
no tellin' where I might go
Coast to or just next door but I gots to go

Roll up on the bus, smokin' a blunt
Then a, duh duh duh duh, what cha baby mama want?
Nothin' but fuckin', dick suckin', train runnin'
She lickin' on my nuts, to her ear she hear me cummin'

Watchin' me go, she cum, you kissed the hoe
and lip, oh man, you really lickin' my ball
Heard you fucked, my baby, mama night, nigga, no
But she did me no seeds, sticks, oh

I'm lyin' when over cot lyin' in her draws
Nigga, all off in her draws, and your, baby, mother
If it makes you better
She's a good sucker

no tellin' where I might be
I got to go, and people to see
Ain't no where I end up
I got shows to rock and to fuck
Ain't no where I might go
Coast to coast or just next but I got to go

My job takes me outta town, all paid
Wakin' up with a hangover two thousand away
Is easy weed, women and wine
Four of sleep is all you get now it's time

To hoe to the show, aiyyo, yo let it go
Bust the door, rockin' dro and grab a hoe
And get back in the van with titties in hand
Let her meet new friend who's willing to spend

The whole night, another flight, another gig, city
Touchin' on somebody's, baby, titties
Niggas, in the lobby, wonderin', where their are
Third floor having a lesbian seminar

Can't get attached, I got a to catch
I wish, I coulda hit that, but be back
Yo ain't no tellin' I'm gonna be at
But you I gotta go

no tellin' where I might be
I got to go, and people to see
Ain't no where I end up
I got shows to rock and to fuck
Ain't no tellin' I might go
Coast to coast or just door but I gots to go

Yeah, it's the of the chili circuit, I might tendin' in it
I'm chasin' and rappin' but it ain't no synonym
My ain't a game so I ain't worried 'bout winnin' it
I'm worried about makin' it, it and spendin' it

Ain't no pretending it make no world move
Same way you can't pretend my don't make your girl groove
See God work in mysterious ways, but I
And the devil will make a wit yo ass, but I won't

Now you can have the cleanest job on your truck
Six TVs, wood with seats stitched and tucked
The biggest chrome rims playa I give a fuck
If I holla at your bitch, guaranteed she gettin'

You can yell and you can and you can fuss and you can fight
it's the worst night of your life to me it's just another night
I aint carin' 'bout your drama or breakin' up your
You just a joke for the crew and material for a Mayne

Ain't no where I might be
I got places to go, and to see
Ain't no tellin' I end up
I got shows to and hoes to fuck
Ain't no tellin' where I go
Coast to coast or next door but I gots to go