Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

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

Dude did you my card?
When did you it?
Yesterday, should've been by now
Vallejo, California mail 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 so-called homie
Your friend

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

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

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

All this shit I deal 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

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

I put on my folks, it takes nothin' but a call
I for the beats or paper, cars, skank and all
(Dog)
Down for the cause, 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 at me silly hoe
'Cause I'm makin' moves, clockin'
Suga T, supa nice, Vallejo

Oh, oh up like Freddy
When you wanna see me in my teddy
(Teddy)
I got my machete, y'all ready
(Ready)

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

Here they come it down mossey on the passenger side
Wit about a and fifty rounds
lay 'em down
See we from the

Where murder for hire no thang
splittin' 'caine
Bring the
When get out of line and get to actin' kinda shady

Niggas give a fuck
We'll dump on you when you your lady
Known to be vicious, a will break your dishes
Get out the AK out the blowin' kisses

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

my house up on graduation day
And damn near my first born and my sister
You gotta more
To play more that's what they me

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

We got some funk with these niggas that can't stick in they
We the heat
The garlic hollow with the vest
Bulletproof ski
they ass like the task

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

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

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