E-40 - Personal Lyrics
[e-40]I gets a phone call about a neighborDaylight savings time seven oclock at nightThree-way conversation 40-water family member, cousinDude did you receive my card - when did you send it?Yesterday, shouldve been there by now9-4-5-9-1 vallejo, california mail box ect. 9-4-5-9-1Damn, shit what the ***** is goin on around hereDude nem got some paper work out on youThey talkin about makin your ass disappearNot like that, not my sa-hid-nabThey way to sharpGuess again, you know your so-called homieYour best friend[d-shot]What I do, believe me you wouldnt wanna knowFor what I did I opened up a drugstoreBy all means, the scratch was the common goalTo cover team, I hooked up my fellowsOh what it seems, some fools get some paper and tripThey stick they ass in the air just like a *****Now whats the definition of *****A punk ass ***** that sit down when he piss(chorus) [levitti](personal, life aint no rehearsalPersonal, this is what I jack forPersonal, life aint no rehearsalPersonal, this is why I hustle)[levitti]All this shit I gotta deal withAnd every time I look around Im fonkinWhen I strap on it, now theres work to doBlood on my hand, I took a life or twoLaid em down like a hogBucked a nigga down at the mallSemi-autos, macks, glock full linesQuick to send you to the mortuary, yeah[suga t]I put this on my folks, it takes nothin but a callI jack for the beats or paper, cars, skank and all (dog)Down for the cause, just like Im down for a dogDamn what you heard, its all about what you sawWhy you up in draws, cant no you cant go skinny dippinWhy you lookin at me silly hoeCause Im makin moves, clockin doughSuga t, supa nice, from vallejoOh, oh broken up like freddyWhen you really wanna see me in my teddy (teddy)I got my machete, yall aint ready (ready)(chorus)[the mossie](kaveo):Here they come slow it down mossey on the passenger sideWit about a hundred and fifty roundsThatll lay em downSee we from the townWhere murder for hire aint no thangWater splittin caine, bring the painWhen niggas get out of line and get to actin kinda shadyNiggas dont give a *****, well dump on you when you with your ladyKnown to be vicious, a nigga will break your dishesGet out the ak out the window blowin kisses(young mugzy):You den *****ed around with some ridersHill siders, rippin on chests and gutsOh how you ***** around with the quietest nigga and he went nutsSee I den *****ed around and been in shoot outs since the age twelveShot my house up on graduation dayAnd damn near killed my first born and my sisterYou gotta make more to play more thats what they told meI could give a ***** about you intended cops, thats what my daddy told meI put that on my only son, my other seedsYou ***** with me I gone make your body bleed(tap dat ass)We got some funk with these niggas that cant stick in they chestWe chief the heatThe garlic hollow tips with the vestBulletproof ski maskRaid they ass like the taskGet the jewels and the cash and send they ass first classTo a six foot ditchWe trippin off that *****And thats the same punk hoe that was ready to snitchOn your whole teamFor sellin ounces of creamYou got emotional, thats why its personals, *****!!!(chorus)
