Luyện nghe bài hát Places To Go

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

You mistaken me for somebody that you should be
Your should be stressin I'm gonna fuckin you a lesson
MAC in session and lace the track that I'm blessin
Smith and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing, these straight kept-in, kept-in
Watch the 22 , my hoe's a perfect 10
I got up but I got up and i'm back at it again
Motherfuckers thought I wouldn't win, pretend to be friends
At first you fail, try, try, try, try
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 dumped, trash it, so I got it mastered
Stop and get your ass kicked, bastered, your misses get
Glock made out of plastic, and get blasted
Run nigga and it

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

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

a perfect picture, picture me in the paper
Picture me starting shit, me busting my gat
police man Dan gotta picture of that
Picture me being broke, picture me smokin a
Picture me up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me blowin up, now picture me back
To my momma basement to live, shit, that
Where I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch back
You wear a vest a gat, use a target jack
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell crack
Sell pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, crew are back
50 Cent, too much spent?, man I'm bent, I'm outta

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
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 in you, hole in you

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

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

Ya heard, I got to go man
You know,
We our print money
our faces on this motherfuckin bill thug shit
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ain't seem to be doing