Luyện nghe bài hát Feel Me

[Chorus 4X: P]
I won't stop 'til feel me dawg
They can't a nigga hustle they gotta kill me dawg

P]
You can me on the block my nigga
Ain't nuttin changed, runnin from the cops my nigga
I like B.I.G. and 'Pac my nigga
"All Eyez on Me," but I got this
P. Miller shoes, top my nigga
I'm from the hood so I'm strapped two glocks my nigga
You wanna but I don't box my nigga
Black Sopranos up in and you get popped my nigga
I told Bob hold me a spot my
Case industry bitches try to stop a nigga
Try to sue me but I'm on top my
Bentley Coupe, P. Miller rims, top my nigga
Keep my close and watch my friends
And rep the New No Limit 'til the casket bend
We did it once, do it again
I don't I lead my nigga I set trends

Yo, all you blacks in white, I promise you these two create
enough firepower to make a chest deflate
See Poppa pull up to yo' sets and spray, so you ain't be
on public housing to get yo' section - ayyyy
Now won't you chumps go dare for?
Get dumped on tryin to knock my hustle like a do'
no, you better come off my bread pronto
Fo' my guns blow and leave cats wetter panchos
The head honcho, from low to sex or grass
I bleed on like tampons and maxi-pads
Until I'm on stacks of cash - my triggers
are like niggaz around strippers they'll ya ass
Keep actin bad, the two-buck can eat ya crew up
So you gotta come down to Houston to get Screwed Up
I move more on the block than a school bus
So if you need a clique to hate on then don't us