Luyện nghe bài hát Places To Go

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
I'll run up and
And put a hole in you, in you
I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

You mistaken me for somebody that you be testing
Your should be stressin I'm fuckin teach you a lesson
MAC 101's in session and the track that I'm blessin
Smith and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing, these straight busters kept-in,
Watch the 22 spin , my a perfect 10
I got up but I got up and i'm back at it again
Motherfuckers they thought I win, pretend to be friends
At you fail, try, try, try, try again
I'm the best don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its
You love it, admit it, you like it, I it, its Shady
in your ass bitch, if its not a classic
When it's dumped, it, so I got it mastered
Stop and get your ass kicked, bastered, your get drastic
Glock made out of plastic, cock-it and get
Run and stash it

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
I'll run up and
And put a in you, hole in you
I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
I'll run up and
And put a hole in you, in you

There is a genie in that bottle of don-pari'on
I'm a drink I get to that bitch in the morn
Introduce me to the booth they gonna listen to my
In the hood feel my shit

Picture a perfect picture, me in the paper
me starting shit, picture me busting my gat
Picture police man Dan picture of that
Picture me broke, picture me smokin a sack
Picture me up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me up, now picture me going back
To my momma basement to live, shit, that
Where I'm from its a fact, you watch your back
You wear a vest without a gat, use a target
hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, are back
50 Cent, too much spent?, man I'm bent, I'm outta

I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, the place for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you
I got places to go, I got to see
The penitentiary, ain't the for me
I'm you do, not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you

Man I going to jail
Not even to a nigga
You want to at me, you wright me
Matter a fact, you send it to Sunset Boulevard
In

Riding in one of Dre's Farrari's nigga
Or a fact I might be in Detroit
down 8 Mile road
You know, for one of en-joints and shit

Ya heard, I got to go man
You know,
We finished our money
Puttin' our on this motherfuckin bill thug shit
Ha ha ha ha ha
seem to be doing much