E-40 - Personal (feat. D-Shot, Suga-T., The Mossie & LeVitti) Lyrics
Featuring The Click Levitti The Mossie] [E 40] I get a phone call about a neighbor At daylight savings time six o clock at nine Three way conversation 40 water family member cousin Dude did you receive my car When did you send it Yesterday shouldve been there by now 9 4 5 9 1 Vallejo California mail box ect. 9 4 5 9 1 Damn shit what the ***** is goin on round here Dude nem got some paper work out on you They talkin about makin your ass disappear Not like that, not my sa-hid-nab They way to sharp Guess again, you know your so-called homie Your best friend [D-Shot] What I do, believe me you wouldnt wanna know For what I did I opened up a drugstore By all means, the scratch was the common goal To cover team, I hooked up my fellows Oh what it seems, some fools get some paper and trip They 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 rehearsal Personal, this is what I jack for Personal, life aint no rehearsal Personal, this is why I hustle) [Levitti] All this shit I gotta deal with And every time I look around Im fonkin When I strap on it, now theres work to do Blood on my hand, I took a life or two Laid em down like a hog Bucked a nigga down at the mall Semi-autos, macks, glock full lines Quick to send you to the mortuary, yeah [Suga T] I put this on my folks, it takes nothin but a call I jack for the beats or paper, cars, skank and all (dog) Down for the cause, just like Im down for a dog Damn what you heard, Its all about what you saw Why you up in draws, cant no you cant go skinny dippin why you lookin at me silly hoe Cause Im makin moves, clockin dough Suga T, supa nice, from Vallejo Oh, oh broken up like Freddy When you really wanna see me in my teddy (teddy) I got my mechede Yall aint ready (ready) (Chorus) [The Mossie] (Kaveo): Here they come slow it down mossey on the passenger side Wit about a hundred and fifty rounds Thatll lay em down See we from the town Where murder fore aint no thang Water splittin caine Bring the pain When niggas get out of line and get to actin kinda shady Niggas dont give a *****, well dump on you when you with your lady Known to be vicious A nigga will break your dishes Government AK out the window blowin kisses (Young Mugzy): You den *****ed around with some riders Hill Siders, rippin on chests and guts Oh how you ***** around with the quietest nigga and he went nuts See I den *****ed around and been in shoot outs since the age twelve Shot my house up on graduation day and damn near killed my first born and my sister You gotta make more to play more thats what they told me I could give a ***** about you intended cops, thats what my daddy told me I put that on my only son, my other seeds You ***** with me I gone make your body bleed (Tap Dat Ass) We got some funk with these niggas that cant stick in they chest We chief the heat The garlic hollow tips with the vest Bulletproof ski mask Raid they ass like the task Get the jewels and the cash and their Adverse class To a six foot ditch We trippin off that ***** And thats the same punk hoe that was ready to snitch On your whole team For sellin ounces of cream You got emotional, thats why its personals, *****!!! (Chorus
