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
run up and squeeze
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
I'll run up and
And put a in you, hole in you

You mistaken me for somebody you should 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
and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing, these straight busters kept-in, kept-in
Watch the 22 spin , my a perfect 10
I got shot up but I got up and i'm at it again
Motherfuckers they thought I wouldn't win, to be friends
At first you fail, try, try, try, try
I'm the don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its crazy
You love it, it, you like it, I live it, its Shady
Aftermath in ass bitch, if its not a classic
When it's dumped, it, so I got it mastered
Stop and get your ass kicked, bastered, misses get drastic
Glock out of plastic, cock-it 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 hole in you, in you
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 in you, hole in you

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

Picture a perfect picture, picture me in the
Picture me starting shit, picture me my gat
Picture police man Dan picture of that
Picture me broke, picture me smokin a sack
me comin up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me blowin up, now picture me going
To my momma basement to live, shit, picture
Where I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch back
You wear a vest without a gat, use a target
Hastle hard, money stack, sell dope, sell that crack
that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, crew 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 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, the place for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

Man I aint to jail
Not even to visit a
You want to holla at me, you me
Matter a fact, you send it to Sunset Boulevard
In

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

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