Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

I gets a phone call about a
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 the fuck is goin' on around here
Dude 'nem got paper work out on you
They talkin' about your ass disappear

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

What I do, believe me you wanna know
For I did I opened up a drugstore
By all means, the scratch was the common
To cover team, I hooked up my

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

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

All this shit I gotta with
And every time I around I'm fonkin'
When I on it, now there's work to do
on my hand, I took a life or two

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

I put on my folks, it takes nothin' but a call
I for the beats or paper, cars, skank and all
(Dog)
Down for the cause, just 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 go skinny dippin'
Why you at me silly hoe
I'm makin' moves, clockin' dough
Suga T, supa nice, from

Oh, oh broken up Freddy
When you really wanna see me in my
(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, this is why I

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

murder for hire ain't no thang
Water 'caine
the pain
When niggas get out of and get to actin' kinda shady

Niggas give a fuck
We'll on you when you with your lady
Known to be vicious, a will break your dishes
Get out the AK out the window blowin'

You den fucked with some riders
Hill siders, on chests and guts
Oh, how you fuck around with the quietest nigga and he nuts
See I den fucked around and been in shoot since the age twelve

Shot my up on graduation day
And damn near my first born and my sister
You gotta more
To play more what they told me

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

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

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

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

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