Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nuttin' Personal

Kill kill

How many killas you got on your mother fuckin pay nigga?
Snoop Dogg, C-Murder, and the Shocker
No (biatch)

Nigga nigga rida
with G's
And ship keys over seas by the
Keep an eye on my
Snoop and
In da of the Lac
With AK
In da blue tint, with a
Mother fucker gonna die
That's why I weed, get high tonight
'cause I'ma No soldier
With TRU in blood
I went to for years, for movin, burnin da drugs
murda, kill kill
If you put me in
I aint noo
No niggaz no strangers
I'ma representer till im history
playa hatas into a mother fucking memory
So up if you a soldier
And Snoop Dogg tha mother fucking dolja
I know you mother fucking me
C-murder aint gonna die, till a bitch kill me

x2]


Ain't personal tru
See all about respect


Im never got
my heat on the dash

Now, how many niggaz you know that can fuck
And die and back
They get up with the number one rap label
And rap, like
Shit I can't be
But I'm highly hated
And I been
And I god that I finally made it
many niggas, just to get one back
Remember im that nigga
put gangsta rap on the map
Never craps, only duices
Mix that moet, white star, with orange juices
I out with real niggas
Like Silkk and
TRU niggas, do
you niggas
Ghetto ass, class
Never to blast
And im so serious about my
to have my cash
Can you if I was broke
I wouldn't be bustin no raps
Id have my strap, up in your door
Takin all your dough and your gold and your
'cause big Dogg, Aint no mother fucking rap star
See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)
And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and I
Im draped in my army
Blowing on trees
In the navigator, and keep the heat for playa hatas

x2]

[Silkk the
Now at murda, murda, murda
And kill, kill, kill
shits real
Stay strapped and capped, to get
And always told me
If you aint to ride with god
to die with god
You aint no mother fucking
No limit datted on my back and my
'cause ima mother fucking
Uhhh, show me
'cause when I music with thugs, I make moves
im coming out hard
I was out large
Seen this guy van
I bring the
everybody coming out stars
See now me, C, and Snoop in da
In da house thinking loop
I niggas
Rap shit isnt bad, I blast'em, So I ask'em, I
Just a young bout raising hell and makin mail
If you a
I told you I was making shit on bail (that's cool)
Back up nigga, cant flame that shit drugs
And see ima nigga, im hang like a nigga
Bang that shit like it was and bloods
Now deal nigga
Strapped up in my
Cant hold me
Don't even my nigga Snoop
If you a now
Do what ya bitch
For this tank
I stay and work
And I got No scattered on my fucking forehead
That's why I do so much