Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

I gets a phone call a neighbor
Daylight savings time seven at night
Three-way
family member, cousin

Dude did you my card?
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 around
Dude got some paper work out on you
They about makin' your ass disappear

Not like that, not my
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 scratch was the common
To cover team, I hooked up my

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

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

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

'em down like a hog
Bucked a nigga 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 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, all about what you saw

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas don't a fuck
We'll dump on you you with your lady
Known to be vicious, a nigga will your dishes
Get out the AK out the window kisses

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

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

I could give a fuck about you intended
what my daddy told me
I put that on my only son, my other
You fuck with me, I gone your body bleed

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

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

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

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