Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

I a phone call about a neighbor
Daylight savings time o'clock at night
Three-way
40-Water member, cousin

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

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

Not like that, not my
way to sharp
Guess again, you know your homie
Your best

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

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

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

All shit I gotta deal with
And every time I look around I'm
When I strap on it, now work to do
Blood on my hand, I a life or two

'em down like a hog
Bucked a down at the mall
Semi-autos, macks, glock full
Quick to send you to the mortuary,

I put this on my folks, it nothin' but a call
I jack for the beats or paper, cars, and all
(Dog)
Down for the cause, just like I'm for a dog
Damn what you heard, all about what 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, Vallejo

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

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

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

Where murder for ain't no thang
splittin' 'caine
Bring the
When niggas get out of and get to actin' kinda shady

Niggas don't a fuck
dump on you when you with your lady
Known to be vicious, a nigga will break your
Get out the AK out the blowin' kisses

You den fucked with some riders
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

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

I could a fuck about you intended cops
what my daddy told me
I put on my only son, my other seeds
You with me, I gone make your body bleed

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

Get the jewels and the and send they ass first class
To a six ditch
We trippin' off that
And the same punk hoe that was ready to snitch

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

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