Luyện nghe bài hát Gots To Go

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

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

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

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

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

My job me outta town, all expense paid
Wakin' up with a two thousand miles away
Is seems easy weed, and wine
hours of sleep is all you get now it's time

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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