Luyện nghe bài hát Do What Ya Feel

Who flip with the acrobatic
From ground all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The resevoir is now
I swim the English backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow
You 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, hands
ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking
Little Meth he the best part, now walk that one, word
Time 4 Sum Aksion
Dreamin bout Toni Braxton, blowin her out like Bob Backlund
I'm throwin holds
Tag team with Funk Doc, we in funk mode, take yo' shot
If it hip it don't hop
If it don't quit it don't stop, the life

I be the super-lyrical individual I be splittin
That Teflon material to knock Big Ben off of
Better move with a set of
I be it to mics when I'm a, heterosexual
I load the mic then cock, drop it like
When I don't get, caught in the water
the Brick's got it's own World Order
Leave bitch in shock like the third rail caught her
Styles stay deeper orca, I float the seven seas with ease
Did more drugs pharmacies
So me that lyrical Genovese, you can't compare
Get you like stairs, frats, sororities
Don't make me bring it on back I fuck up the
Of lookin hard at me, I Port 'em like Authority
And my nigga Meth shine
Out the inner How High mobile rollin three at a time
(Redman and Man still... "hiiiigh hiiiiiiiiigh")
It's that representer
Get hit the bottom to your head when you enter

Just do what ya feel and follow (repeat 3X)
Doc break it down

Hah, yo, suck my dick out of
The velocity fly that head and freeze yo' camps like pottery
To lobotomies to all you rap colonies
And shunt your million dollar investment, to
Impossibly might be the one in leather
Name tag sayin "Caution wet by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy
Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went with her
years for carrying a loaded handgun
But it's forever when a nigga [chik-chik and he lands one
To your
That red dot on forehead it's not cause you Arabian
(Yo you say to him!)
You caught up in a situation
I should start erasin your organization for makin
tunes while my whole platoon rock the basement
You couldn't close if I gave you my bookin agent
Or producer, royalty points twelve loaded Luger
a crowd to get you souped up - you're still wack
I caps, on the regular
Destroy MC's et cetera, creep The Predator
Fuck you, label moms and yo' editor
you two to the jugular, blood be spreadin
All on my shirt, the king of the flirt
Bitches hit me off more than New
(Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet)
I make them heart skip a beat from the steel physique
So Iron (one me gun done)
Get on the mic and em off with sumthin sumthin

We moonshine and grow
Purchasin the handhelds with the sho' shots, it got me
slugs at my competition, in rap sessions
U-A-P got no weapon, you lip professin
in, line, parental discretion advised
These explicit, street
Better than yo' biscuits, we bomb shellin
I might know but ain't tellin, too bad you it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze another enemy another due paid
Color-safe bleach so I don't
Scar your mental with my double edged blade, razor
Get yo' hold that
E said, Get the Bozack
Show them wack niggas where the at
On the case like I'm
Kissin the grits on Flo bitch
Flip take LOOONG shits - Raider Ruckus
One, I come with premeditated
to your filthy ass gums
Bottom line get down or get done