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Published : April 03, 2008 |
Author : 50_Cents
Song Lyrics By : 50 Cents Lyrics | Total Views
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50 CENT LYRICS
"Places To
Go"
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
G-Unit
[Chorus
(x2):]
I got places to go, I got people to see,
The penitentiary,
ain't the place for me,
I'm warning you do, not tempt me,
I'll run up and
squeeze
And put a hole in you, hole in you
You mistaken me for
somebody that you should be testing,
You should be stressing I'm gonna
fucking teach you a lesson,
RAP 101's in session Em lace the track that I'm
blessing,
Smith and Wesson's, the weapon, in case you just guessing, (god
damn)
These straight busters kept-in, kept-in my Benz, hop-in the
end's,
Watch the 22 spin, my hoe's a perfect 10
I got shot up but I got up
and I'm back at it again,
Motherfuckers they thought I wouldn’t win, pretend
to be friends,
At first you fail, try, try, try, try again,
I'm the best -
don't you get it? Forget it, when I spit it, it's crazy,
You love it, admit
it, you like that, I live it, it's Shady,
Aftermath in your ass bitch, if
it's not a classic,
When it's dumped, trash it, so I got it mastered,
Stop
and get your ass kicked, bastered, your misses get drastic,
Glock made out of
plastic, cock-it and get blasted,
Run nigga and stash it...
[Chorus
(x2)]
There is a genie in that bottle of that Don Perignon
I'm a
drink till I get to that bitch Em and Dre gon',
Introduce me to the burbs
they gonna listen to my words,
In the hood they feel my shit...
(break-it
down!)
Picture a perfect picture, picture me in the pimp hat
Picture
me starting shit, picture me busting my gat,
Picture police mad they ain't
gotta picture of that,
Picture me being broke, picture me smoking a
sack,
Picture me coming up, picture me rich from rap,
Picture me blowing
up, now picture me going back,
To my momma basement to live, shit, picture
that,
Where I'm from it's a fact, you gotta watch your back,
You wear a
vest without a gat, use a target jack,
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that
dope, sell that crack,
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla
back
50 Cent, too much henny, man I'm bent, I'm outta here
[Chorus
(x2)]
Ha-ha
Man I ain't 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-ha
Riding around in one
of Dre's Ferrari's 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
motherfucking bill thug shit,
Ha ha ha ha ha,
Ain't seem to be doing
much...
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