Luyện nghe bài hát Places To Go

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 hole in you, in you
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

You mistaken me for somebody you should be testing
Your should be stressin I'm gonna fuckin teach you a
MAC 101's in session and the track that I'm blessin
Smith and western's, the weapon, in you just guessing, these straight busters kept-in, kept-in
Watch the 22 spin , my hoe's a 10
I got shot up but I got up and i'm at it again
Motherfuckers they I wouldn't 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
Aftermath in your ass bitch, if its not a
it's dumped, trash it, so I got it mastered
Stop and get your ass kicked, bastered, misses get drastic
Glock made out of plastic, cock-it and get
Run nigga and it

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
I got to go, I got people 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

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

Picture a picture, 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
me comin up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me blowin up, now picture me back
To my momma basement to live, shit, picture
I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch your back
You wear a vest without a gat, use a jack
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, are back
50 Cent, too much spent?, man I'm bent, I'm here

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
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

Man I aint going to
Not to visit a nigga
You to holla at me, you wright me
Matter a fact, you gotta send it to Boulevard
In

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

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