Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

I gets a phone call a neighbor
Daylight savings seven o'clock at night
conversation
40-Water member, cousin

Dude did you my card?
When did you it?
Yesterday, should've been by now
9-4-5-9-1 Vallejo, California box 9-4-5-9-1

Shit what the fuck is on around here
'nem got some paper work out on you
They talkin' about makin' ass disappear

Not like that, not my
way to sharp
Guess again, you know your homie
Your best

What I do, believe me you wouldn't wanna
For I did I opened up a drugstore
By all means, the scratch was the common
To team, I hooked up my fellows

Oh, what it seems, some fools get paper and trip
They stick they ass in the air just a bitch
Now whats the of bitch
A punk ass bitch that sit down he piss

Personal, ain't no rehearsal
Personal, is what I jack for
Personal, life no rehearsal
Personal, this is why I

All this shit I gotta with
And every I look around I'm fonkin'
I strap on it, now there's work to do
Blood on my hand, I a life or two

'em down like a hog
Bucked a nigga down at the
Semi-autos, macks, glock lines
to send you to the mortuary, yeah

I put this on my folks, it takes but a call
I jack for the or paper, cars, skank and all
(Dog)
Down for the cause, just like I'm for a dog
Damn what you heard, it's all about you saw

Why you up in draws, no you can't go skinny dippin'
Why you lookin at me hoe
'Cause I'm makin' moves, clockin'
Suga T, supa nice, from

Oh, oh up like Freddy
you really wanna see me in my teddy
(Teddy)
I got my machete, ain't ready
(Ready)

Personal, life no rehearsal
Personal, this is I jack for
Personal, life ain't no
Personal, is why I hustle

they come slow it down mossey on the passenger side
Wit about a hundred and rounds
That'll lay 'em
See we from the

Where murder for hire ain't no
Water splittin'
Bring the
When niggas get out of line and get to actin' kinda

Niggas don't give a
We'll dump on you when you with lady
Known to be vicious, a will break your dishes
Get out the AK out the window blowin'

You den fucked around with some
Hill siders, on chests and guts
Oh, how you fuck with the quietest nigga and he went nuts
See I den fucked and been in shoot outs since the age twelve

Shot my house up on day
And near killed my first born and my sister
You gotta more
To more that's what they told me

I could give a fuck about you intended
That's my daddy told me
I put on my only son, my other seeds
You fuck with me, I gone make body bleed

We got some funk with these niggas that can't in they chest
We the heat
The garlic tips with the vest
ski mask
Raid they ass like the

Get the jewels and the cash and send they ass class
To a six foot
We trippin' off bitch
And that's the same punk hoe was ready to snitch

On your team
For sellin' of cream
You got
That's why it's personals,

Personal, life ain't no
Personal, this is I jack for
Personal, life no rehearsal
Personal, this is why I