Ain't Nut'in Personal

Kill, kill, kill

How many killas you got on your mother fuckin' pay roll nigga?

Snoop Dogg,

C-Murder and

Silk the Shocker, no limit biatch

Nigga nigga

I'ma rida, ride with

G'sAnd ship keys overseas by the three's

Keep an eye on my enemies

Snoop and

Silk in da back of the

LacWith that

AKs limosine tint with a infra-red

Mother fucker gonna die tonight

That's why

I smoke weed get high tonight

I'ma no limit soldier with tru dated in blood

I went to jail for years, for movin' bundles a drugs

Murda murda, kill, kill if you put me in danger

I ain't trippin' on and ain't be needin' no strangers

I'ma tank representer till

I'm history

Making playa hatas into a mother fucking memory

So throw 'em up if you a soldier

And Snoop

Dogg pass tha mother fucking dosha

I know you mother fucking feel me

C-murder ain't gonna die, till a bitch nigga kill me

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash

Now how many niggaz you know that can fuck around

And die and come back?

Then get hooked up with the number one 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 mack

Remember I'm that young nigga that put gangsta rap on the map

He never craps, only five deuces

I mix that

Moet, white star with them orange juices

I hang out with real niggas like

Silk and C-

MurderTru niggas, do niggas like you niggas

Ghetto ass, lower class never hesitate to blast

And I'm 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

I'd have my strap running up in your fuckin' throat

Takin' all your dough and your gold and your cars'

Cuz big Snoop

Dogg ain't no mother fucking rap star

See I'ma gangsta and you are not

And you a sucka and

I rockI'm draped in my army fatigues blowing on green trees

In the Navigator and keep the heat for them paper hatas

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash

Now look at murda, murda, murda and this kill, kill, kill

Shit's real, stay strapped with capped, do get pealed

And mama always told me if you ain't down to ride with

GodDown to die with

God you ain't no mother fucking soldier

No limit datted on my back and my stomach'

Cuz I'ma mother fucking fool, uh, show me love'

Cuz when I make music with thugs,

I make moves

Told you I was coming out hard

I was coming out large

Seen this guy named

Van I bring the pain 'em

Everybody coming out stars

See now me,

C, and Snoop in da coupe

Conversatin' about loop

I told niggas rap shit isn't bad,

I blast 'em 'fore

I ask 'em,

I shootJust a young nigga 'bout raising hell and makin' mail

You a trip

I told you

I was doing this shit on bail, it's cool

Back up nigga, can't flame that shit like drugs

And see I'ma nigga,

I'm gonna hang like a nigga

Bang that shit like it was crips and bloods

Now deal weed nigga strapped up in my fatigue can't 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

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect

Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda

I'm never caught slippin', keep my heat on the dash

Kill, kill, kill