Luyện nghe bài hát Places To Go

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
I got places to go, I got 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

You mistaken me for somebody that you should be
Your be stressin I'm gonna fuckin teach you a lesson
MAC in session and lace 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 , 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 don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its crazy
You it, admit it, you like it, I live it, its Shady
in your ass bitch, if its not a classic
When it's dumped, trash it, so I got it
and get your ass kicked, bastered, your misses get drastic
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 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

There is a genie in that bottle of don-pari'on
I'm a drink till I get to that bitch in the
Introduce me to the booth they gonna to my words
In the hood 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, picture me smokin a
Picture me comin up, me rich from rap
Picture me up, now picture me going back
To my momma basement to live, shit, picture
Where I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch back
You a vest without a gat, use a target jack
hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, crew are
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 warnin you do, not 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 you do, not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, in you

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

Riding around in one of Dre's Farrari's
Or matter a I might 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
Puttin' our faces on motherfuckin bill thug shit
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ain't seem to be much