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 Mother ers 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 mother in bill thug shit Ha ha ha ha ha Aint seem to be doing much