Luyện nghe bài hát Places To Go

I got to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the 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 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 fuckin teach you a lesson
MAC 101's in session and lace the track that I'm
Smith and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing, straight busters kept-in, kept-in
the 22 spin , my hoe's a perfect 10
I got shot up but I got up and i'm back at it
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, it, when I spit it, its crazy
You love it, admit it, you it, I live it, its Shady
Aftermath in ass bitch, if its not a classic
When dumped, trash 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 and stash it

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
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 in you, hole in you

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

a perfect picture, picture me in the paper
Picture me starting shit, picture me my gat
Picture police man Dan picture of that
Picture me being broke, me smokin a sack
me comin up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me blowin up, now me going back
To my momma to live, shit, picture that
Where I'm its a fact, you gotta watch your back
You wear a vest a gat, use a target jack
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that
Sell that pack, sell that gat, that pussy, crew 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, the place for me
I'm warnin you do, not me
run up and squeeze
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 hole in you, in you

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

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

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