دانلود آهنگ places to go از 50cent و eminem

Yeah
Shady echo
Aftermath echo
See you met you echo
Chorus
I got places to go I got people to see
The penitentiary aint the place for me
Im warnin you do not tempt me
Ill run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you hole in you
repeat
Verse 1
You mistaken me for somebody that you should be testing
Your should be stressin Im gonna in teach you a lesson
Mac 101s in session and lace the track that Im blessin
Smith and westerns the weapon in case you just guessing God damh echo
These straight busters kept-in kept-in my benz hop-in the ends
Watch the 22 spin my hoes a perfect 10
I got shot up but I got up and Im back at it again
Motherers they thought I wouldnt win pretend to be friends
At first you fail try try try try again
Im the best dont you get it forget it when I spit it its crazy
You love it admit it you like it I live it its shady
Aftermath in your ass if its not a classic
When its dumped trash it so I got it mastered
Stop and get your ass kicked bastered your misses get drastic
Glock made out of plastic -it and get blasted run nigga and stash it
Chorus
Verse 2
There is a genie in that bottle of that don-parion
Im a drink till I get to that in the morn
Introduce me to the booth they gonna listen to my words
In the hood they feel my shit
break-it down
Picture a perfect picture picture me in the paper
Picture me starting shit picture me busting my gat
Picture police man dan gotta picture of that
Picture me being broke picture me smokin a sack
Picture me comin up picture me rich from rap
Picture me blowin up now picture me going back
To my momma basement to live shit picture that
Where Im from its a fact you gotta watch your back
You wear a vest without a deck use a target jack
Hastle hard money stack sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat sell that crew are back
50 cent too much spent? man Im bent Im outta here
Chorus
50 cent saying
Ha ha
Man I aint going to jail
Not even to visit a nigga
You want to holla at me you wright me
Matter a fact you gotta send it to sunset boulevard
In montreal
Ha ha
Riding around in one of dres farraris nigga
Or matter a fact I might be in detroit
Riding down 8 mile road
You know for one of them en-joints and shit
Ha ha
Ya heard I got place to go man
You know shady aftermath
We finished our print money
Puttin our faces on this motherin bill thug shit
Ha ha ha ha ha
Aint seem to be doing much