Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nuttin' Personal

Kill kill

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

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

x2]


Ain't personal tru
See it's all respect


Im got slippin
Keep my on the dash

Now, how many niggaz you know can fuck around
And die and back
They get hooked up with the one rap label
And rap, that
I can't be duplicated
But I'm highly playa
And I reinstated
And I thank god that I finally it
Fated many niggas, to get one back
im that young nigga
That put rap on the map
craps, only five duices
Mix moet, white star, with them orange juices
I hang out with real
Like Silkk and
TRU niggas, do
Like you
Ghetto ass, lower
Never to blast
And im so serious my hustlin
Gots to have my
Can you if I was broke
Shit I wouldn't be bustin no
Id have my strap, running up in door
Takin all your dough and your gold and cars
'cause big snoop Dogg, Aint no mother 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 them playa

x2]

[Silkk the
Now at murda, murda, murda
And this kill, kill,
This shits
Stay and capped, to get pealed
And mama always me
If you down to ride with god
to die with god
You no mother fucking soldier
No datted on my back and my stomach
'cause ima mother fucking
Uhhh, me love
'cause when I music with thugs, I make moves
im coming out hard
I was out large
Seen guy named van
I the pain
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 nigga raising hell and makin mail
If you a
I told you I was making this on bail (that's cool)
Back up nigga, cant that shit like drugs
And see ima nigga, im gonna hang a nigga
Bang that shit it was crips and bloods
Now deal weed
Strapped up in my
hold me down
Don't even my nigga Snoop
If you a now
Do ya think bitch
For this tank
I stay quick and
And I got No Limit scattered on my forehead
That's why I do so much