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 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 you do, not tempt me
run up and squeeze
And put a in you, hole in you

You me for somebody that you should be testing
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 you just guessing, these 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 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 love it, admit it, you it, I live 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 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
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 in you, hole in you

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

Picture a perfect picture, me in the paper
Picture me starting shit, picture me my gat
Picture police man Dan gotta picture of
Picture me being broke, picture me a sack
Picture me comin up, picture me from rap
Picture me up, now picture 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 without a gat, use a jack
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, that crack
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, the place 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

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

Riding around in one of Farrari's nigga
Or matter a fact I be in Detroit
down 8 Mile road
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