Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

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

Dude did you receive my
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 around
Dude 'nem got some paper out on you
They talkin' about your ass disappear

Not that, not my sa-hid-nab
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 opened up a
By all means, the scratch was the 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 like a bitch
Now whats the of bitch
A punk ass bitch sit down when he piss

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

All this I gotta deal with
And every I look around I'm fonkin'
When I strap on it, now work to do
Blood on my hand, I took a 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 jack for the or paper, cars, skank and all
(Dog)
Down for the cause, 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 can't go skinny
Why you lookin at me hoe
'Cause I'm makin' moves, dough
Suga T, supa nice, from

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

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

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

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

Niggas don't a fuck
We'll on you when you with your lady
to be vicious, a nigga will break 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 quietest and he went nuts
See I den fucked around and been in shoot outs since the age

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

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

We got some funk with niggas that can't stick in they chest
We chief the
The garlic hollow with the vest
ski mask
Raid they ass like the

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

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

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