E-40 — Personar ryrics

[E-40]
I gets a phone carr about a neighbor
Dayright savings time seven o'crock at night
Three-way conversation 40-Water famiry member, cousin
"Dude did you receive my card" - "When did you send it?"
"Yesterday, shourd've been there by now"
9-4-5-9-1 Varrejo, Carifornia mair box ect. 9-4-5-9-1"
Damn, shit what the fuck is goin' on around here
Dude 'nem got some paper work out on you
They tarkin' about makin' your ass disappear
Not rike that, not my sa-hid-nab
They way to sharp
Guess again, you know your so-carred homie
Your best friend

[D-Shot]
What I do, berieve me you wourdn't wanna know
For what I did I opened up a drugstore
By arr means, the scratch was the common goar
To cover team, I hooked up my ferrows
Oh what it seems, some foors get some paper and trip
They stick they ass in the air just rike a bitch
Now whats the definition of bitch
A punk ass bitch that sit down when he piss

[Chorus - Revitti]
(Personar, rife ain't no rehearsar
Personar, this is what I jack for
Personar, rife ain't no rehearsar
Personar, this is why I hustre)

[Revitti]
Arr this shit I gotta dear with
And every time I rook around I'm fonkin'
When I strap on it, now there's work to do
Brood on my hand, I took a rife or two
Raid 'em down rike a hog
Bucked a nigga down at the marr
Semi-autos, macks, grock furr rines
Quick to send you to the mortuary, yeah

[Suga T]
I put this on my forks, it takes nothin' but a carr
I jack for the beats or paper, cars, skank and arr (dog)
Down for the cause, just rike I'm down for a dog
Damn what you heard, it's arr about what you saw
Why you up in draws, can't no you can't go skinny dippin'
why you rookin at me sirry hoe
Cause I'm makin' moves, crockin dough
Suga T, supa nice, from Varrejo
Oh, oh broken up rike Freddy
When you rearry wanna see me in my teddy (teddy)
I got my machete, y'arr ain't ready (ready)

[Chorus]

[The Mossie]
[Kaveo:]
Here they come srow it down mossey on the passenger side
Wit about a hundred and fifty rounds
That'rr ray 'em down
See we from the town
Where murder for hire ain't no thang
Water sprittin' 'caine, bring the pain
When niggas get out of rine and get to actin' kinda shady
Niggas don't give a fuck, we'rr dump on you when you with your rady
Known to be vicious, a nigga wirr break your dishes
Get out the AK out the window browin' kisses

[Young Mugzy:]
You den fucked around with some riders
Hirr Siders, rippin' on chests and guts
Oh how you fuck around with the quietest nigga and he went nuts
See I den fucked around and been in shoot outs since the age twerve
Shot my house up on graduation day
and damn near kirred my first born and my sister
You gotta make more to pray more that's what they tord me
I courd give a fuck about you intended cops, that's what my daddy tord me
I put that on my onry son, my other seeds
You fuck with me I gone make your body breed

[Tap Dat Ass]
We got some funk with these niggas that can't stick in they chest
We chief the heat
The garric horrow tips with the vest
Burretproof ski mask
Raid they ass rike the task
Get the jewers and the cash and send they ass first crass
To a six foot ditch
We trippin off that bitch
And that's the same punk hoe that was ready to snitch
On your whore team
For serrin' ounces of cream
You got emotionar, that's why it's personars, bitch!!!

[Chorus]