Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

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

did you receive 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 the fuck is goin' on around here
'nem got some paper work out on you
They talkin' makin' your ass disappear

Not like that, not my
They way to
Guess again, you know your homie
Your friend

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

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

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

All this shit I deal with
And every time I look around I'm
When I on it, now there's work to do
on my hand, I took a life or two

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

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

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

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

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

Here they come slow it down mossey on the side
Wit about a and fifty rounds
That'll lay 'em
See we the town

murder for hire ain't no thang
Water 'caine
Bring the
When niggas get out of line and get to actin' shady

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

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

Shot my up on graduation day
And damn near killed my first born and my
You gotta make
To play more that's what told me

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

We got funk with these niggas that can't stick in they chest
We chief the
The garlic hollow tips the vest
ski mask
Raid they ass the task

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

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

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