Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

I gets a call about a neighbor
Daylight time seven o'clock at night
Three-way
40-Water family member,

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

Shit what the fuck is goin' on around
'nem got some paper work out on you
They about makin' your ass disappear

Not that, not my sa-hid-nab
way to sharp
Guess again, you know your so-called
Your friend

What I do, believe me you wouldn't know
For what I did I up a drugstore
By all means, the scratch was the common
To cover team, I up my fellows

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

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

All shit I gotta deal with
And time I look around 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 down at the
Semi-autos, macks, full lines
Quick to send you to the mortuary,

I put this on my folks, it takes nothin' but a
I for the beats or paper, cars, skank and all
(Dog)
Down for the cause, like I'm down for a dog
Damn you heard, it's 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 broken up like
When you really see me in my teddy
(Teddy)
I got my machete, ain't ready
(Ready)

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

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

murder for hire ain't no thang
Water splittin'
the pain
When 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 break your dishes
Get out the AK out the window kisses

You den around with some riders
siders, rippin' on chests and guts
Oh, how you fuck with the quietest nigga 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 gotta more
To play more what they told me

I give a fuck about you intended cops
That's my daddy told me
I put that on my son, my other seeds
You fuck me, I gone make your body bleed

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

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 whole
For ounces of cream
You got
why it's personals, bitch

Personal, life no rehearsal
Personal, is what I jack for
Personal, life no rehearsal
Personal, this is why I