Ain't Nut'in Personal (Feat. Silkk The Shocker & C-Murder)

Kill kill kill How many killas you got on your mother fuckin pay roll nigga Snoop Dogg, C-Murder, and Silkk the Shocker No limit biatch Verse 1: C-Murder Nigga nigga I'ma rida Ride with G's And ship keys overseas 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 infared Mother fucker gonna die tonight That's why I smoke weed, get high tonight 'Cause I'm a No Limit soldier With TRU tatted in blood I went to jail for years, for movin, burnin da drugs Murda murda, kill kill If you put me in danger I ain't trippin noo No limit niggas no strangers I'ma tank representer 'til 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 dolja I know you mother fucking feel me C-murder ain't gonna die, 'til a bitch nigga kill me Chorus: Snoop Dogg Kill-kill-kill Murda-murda-murda Ain't nut'in personal junior 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 Murda-murda-murda Ain't nut'in personal junior See it's all about respect Kill-kill-kill Murda-murda-murda I'm never caught slippin' Keep my heat on the dash Verse 2: Snoop Dogg Now, how many niggas 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 imagine 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 'Cause big Snoop Dogg, Ain't no mother fucking rap star See ima gangstagangsta and you a notchyou a notch And you a suckabitch ass nigga, and I rock I'm draped in my army fatigue Blowing on green trees In the navigator, and keep the heat for them playa hatas Chorus: Snoop Dogg Kill-kill-kill Murda-murda-murda Ain't nut'in personal junior 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 Murda-murda-murda Ain't nut'in personal junior See it's all about respect Kill-kill-kill Murda-murda-murda I'm never caught slippin' Keep my heat on the dash Verse 3: 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 ain't down to ride with god Down to die with god You ain't no mother fucking soldier No limit tatted on my back and my stomach 'Cause ima mother fucking fool Uhhh, show me love 'Cause when I make music with thugs, I make moves Well I'm 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 isn't 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, can't flame that shit like drugs And see ima 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