Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

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

Dude did you receive my
When did you it?
Yesterday, been there by now
9-4-5-9-1 Vallejo, California mail box

Shit what the fuck is goin' on here
Dude 'nem got paper work out on you
talkin' about makin' your ass disappear

Not that, not my sa-hid-nab
way to sharp
Guess again, you your so-called homie
Your friend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

murder for hire ain't no thang
Water splittin'
the pain
When get out of line and get to actin' kinda shady

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

You den fucked with some riders
Hill siders, rippin' on and guts
Oh, how you fuck around the quietest nigga 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 killed my first born and my
You make more
To play more that's what they me

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

We got some with these niggas that can't stick in they chest
We the heat
The hollow tips with the vest
Bulletproof ski
Raid they ass like the

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

On whole team
For ounces of cream
You got
That's why personals, bitch

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