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      Ain't Nut'in Personal

      Snoop Dogg

      Album: The Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told

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      Snoop Dogg - Ain't Nut'in Personal Música y Letra

      Kill kill kill
      
      [snoop]
      How many killas you got on your mother fuckin pay roll nigga?
      Snoop dogg, c-murder, and silkk the shocker
      No limit (biatch)
      
      [c-murder]
      Nigga nigga i'ma rida
      Ride with g's
      And ship keys over seas by the three's
      Keep an eye on my enemies
      Snoop and silkk
      In da back of the lac
      With that ak
      In da blue tint, with a infer-red
      Mother fucker gonna die tonight
      That's why i smoke weed, get high tonight
      Cuz i'ma no limit soldier
      With tru datted in blood
      I went to jail for years, for movin, burnin da drugs
      Murda murda, kill kill
      If you put me in danger
      I aint trippin noo
      No limit niggaz no strangers
      I'ma tank representer till im history
      Making playa hatas into a mother fucking memory
      So throw'em up if you a soldier
      And snoop dogg pass tha mother fucking dolja
      I know you mother fucking feel me
      C-murder aint gonna die, till a bitch nigga kill me
      
      [chorus x2]
      Kill-kill-kill
      Murda-murda-murda
      Ain't nut'in personal tru
      See it's all about respect
      Kill-kill-kill
      Murda-murda-murda
      Im never got slippin
      Keep my heat on the dash
      
      [snoop]
      Now, how many niggaz you know that can fuck around
      And die and come back
      They get hooked up with the number one rap label
      And rap, like that
      Shit i can't be duplicated
      But i'm highly playa hated
      And i been reinstated
      And i thank god that i finally made it
      Fated many niggas, just to get one back
      Remember im that young nigga
      That put gangsta rap on the map
      Never craps, only five duices
      Mix that moet, white star, with them orange juices
      I hang out with real niggas
      Like silkk and c-murder
      Tru niggas, do niggas
      Like you niggas
      Ghetto ass, lower class
      Never hesitate to blast
      And im so serious about my hustlin
      Gots to have my cash
      Can you imagin if i was broke
      Shit i wouldn't be bustin no raps
      Id have my strap, running up in your door
      Takin all your dough and your gold and your cars
      Cuz big snoop dogg, aint no mother fucking rap star
      See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)
      And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and i rock
      Im draped in my army fatigue
      Blowing on green trees
      In the navigator, and keep the heat for them playa hatas
      
      [chorus x2]
      
      [silkk the shocker]
      Now look at murda, murda, murda
      And this kill, kill, kill
      This shits real
      Stay strapped and capped, to get pealed
      And mama always told me
      If you aint down to ride with god
      Down to die with god
      You aint no mother fucking soldier
      No limit datted on my back and my stomach
      Cuz ima mother fucking fool
      Uhhh, show me love
      Cuz when i make music with thugs, i make moves
      Well im coming out hard
      I was coming out large
      Seen this guy named van
      I bring the pain
      Look everybody coming out stars
      See now me, c, and snoop in da coupe
      In da house thinking about loop
      I told niggas
      Rap shit isnt bad, i blast'em, so i ask'em, i shoot
      Just a young nigga bout raising hell and makin mail
      If you a trip
      I told you i was making this shit on bail (that's cool)
      Back up nigga, cant flame that shit like drugs
      And see ima nigga, im gonna hang like a nigga
      Bang that shit like it was crips and bloods
      Now deal weed nigga
      Strapped up in my fatigue
      Cant hold me down
      Don't even trip my nigga snoop
      If you a soldier now
      Do what ya think bitch
      For this tank bitch
      I stay quick and work
      And i got no limit scattered on my fucking forehead
      That's why i do so much dirt
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