Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

I gets a phone about a neighbor
Daylight savings time seven o'clock at
Three-way
family member, cousin

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

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

Not like that, not my
They way to
again, you know your so-called homie
Your best

What I do, believe me you wouldn't wanna
For what I did I up a drugstore
By all means, the was the common goal
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 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 I gotta deal with
And every time I look 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, full 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 about you saw

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shot my house up on day
And damn near killed my first and my sister
You make more
To play more what they told me

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

We got some funk with these niggas that can't stick in chest
We chief the
The garlic hollow tips with the
ski mask
Raid ass like 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 to snitch

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

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