Luyện nghe bài hát Feels Good

(Pharrell)]
Feel don't it (Neptunes)
5'9" baby (Royce da 5'9'!)
My nigga Tre' (Yeah, where you at)
What, what, my girl she's it down baby

da 5'9"]
It's looking like, it's summertime, everybody want to rhyme
day, short night, ain't nobody done in time
I know what you want to find (Ladies) with a
ya self out playa, long as it ain't none of mine
(Ladies) I know you want, fellas wit they whips out
walk, don't get caught, jealous, wit ya dick out
No wonder you in the fog, trying see who through
You only got a mont' or two, to do you want to do
(Ladies) wear tight shit, I'm y'all I like this
I got about thugs, to get in the hype wit
Backyard barbecues, (Ladies) eighteen
Too to eat meat, plate full of baked beans
Fellas, we the opposite, give me lots of it
Suck the chicken bone, from the to the top of it
We don't want the day to end, knowin' we play again
And again, and again, and again (Come on, on, yeah)

Kelis]
Doesn't it good, to see us make money
Feel good, everything sunny
Feel good, to see us off
Doesn't it feel to see us war
If can take it from us at all
And if you (we transform?)
Say

Little]
Slow y'all relax, enjoy this life
Paper stacks, where at, come on, enjoy this life
I know it's hard you ballin' from, obstacles
Police, women, haters, like impossible
I came along way dog, this shit is to ball
here for my life, this for all of y'all
Back to the block, and everything good in the
ya top, I'm saying, this one's for the hood
Put yo in yo stash, you don't need 'em today
Put the ice grills up, you need 'em today
All you need is rims, the games we play
Attract women, it good, just the games we play
They love it dog, thugs still fun y'all
Too hot, summertime, why you to brawl
Feels dog, roll 'til the wheels fall off
Hot Detroit, I'm pretty sure it's hot by

In style, (Without a doubt) (Yo, 5'9")
In style, (Without a doubt) (Yeah, on)
In style, (Without a doubt) (Ha, ha, ha, yo, yeah)
In style, (Without a doubt) (Neptunes, 5'9")

da 5'9"]
I say my crew won't stop, we won't
Piece stay on the lot, don't drop
We shake it in the park, right in of the Rover
We gon' do it everyday, 'til the is over
Yeah not my type, or fall
It's the summertime, so I'ma give you a
So all ya friends let's do it again
And again, and again, and

x2]

[Tre' (Pharrell)]
a doubt (Nine, elevens)
Without a (Yo, the hottest it ever get, huh)
Without a (Can't stop, ice cubes on our wrists)
Without a doubt (Huh, yeah, on)