Luyện nghe bài hát Personal

I gets a call about a neighbor
Daylight time seven o'clock at night
conversation
40-Water member, cousin

Dude did you my card?
When did you it?
Yesterday, been there by now
9-4-5-9-1 Vallejo, California box 9-4-5-9-1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I put this on my folks, it nothin' but a call
I jack for the or paper, cars, skank 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, no you can't go skinny dippin'
Why you lookin at me hoe
I'm makin' moves, clockin' dough
Suga T, nice, from Vallejo

Oh, oh up like Freddy
you really wanna see me in my teddy
(Teddy)
I got my machete, y'all ready
(Ready)

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

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

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 nigga will your dishes
Get out the AK out the blowin' kisses

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

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

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

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

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

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

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