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Artist: Gangsta Boo
Song: This is Personal
Album: Enquiring Minds
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Lyrics:

[project pat]
1 - walked up to your house
Knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your f***in' sh**
Then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal bi***
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
f*** 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 f***in' blunt, hit another line of blow
Badder than a school of kids, they just want to f***in' see
Clicked up with the triple 6, you don't know who you're f***in' wit
Not to play for cheap
Got you ? to jb
And some gas wit your ? ? ? live as you could be
Talkin' sh** about miss lady cuz you think that you the sh**
Beat you with a f***in' 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' f*** 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 bi***
Motto of a killer when he's out here tryin' to take your sh**
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' c***ed
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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