This Is Personal Lyrics by Gangsta Boo

This Is Personal Lyrics


    [project pat]
    1 - walked up to your house
    Knocked on your door and blast
    Kickin' down your fuckin' shit
    Then snatchin' up the mass
    This is personal bitch
    So we gon' leave the cash
    "what you niggas want with me?"
    To torture your ass

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    [gangsta boo]
    The blazin' sun refers to us as the sun is blindin' me
    Besides infrared wine, hypnotize minds right behind
    Packin' plenty heat for you niggas wit some beef
    Beef is what i ? to be
    Keep your mom up off the streets
    Never said you were my friend
    Fuck this rap, i'll get revenge
    Stick a knife up in your stomach
    Pull it out and stick it in again
    Ghetto kings and queens if you wit me, let me know
    Pull up off your fuckin' blunt, hit another line of blow
    Badder than a school of kids, they just want to fuckin' see
    Clicked up with the triple 6, you don't know who you're fuckin' wit
    Not to play for cheap
    Got you ? to jb
    And some gas wit your ??? live as you could be
    Talkin' shit about miss lady cuz you think that you the shit
    Beat you with a fuckin' bat, dump your body in a ditch
    Guess you know who you are, keep a watch out on your car
    If you open up a door or bump, i'll blow your ass to mars

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    [project pat]
    Nicky nack, patty wack, slap a chick in the back
    With the yak, ? paper red, just another black dead
    Was it dope? nah
    Love? was they weak and soft?
    Honey says weed got a nigga sayin' fuck a job
    Kill and rob
    Gettin' up on some dope
    The mentality of the black male
    If he dies, that's a casuality
    It gon' be even worser times in the time to come
    Bigger blunts to blaze, so you best pack a bigger gun
    Give me some, give me some, drop it off you selfish bitch
    Motto of a killer when he's out here tryin' to take your shit
    Project spit nothin' but the real, so my niggas kill
    Where i'm comin' from, south side out the ghetto slums
    With them guns always stayin' cocked
    Where them killers hang
    Playas slangin' rocks
    ??? where your niggas bang
    When you sing like canaries do
    Then you feel my niner slugs comin' right through your door
    If you can dig

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