Luyện nghe bài hát Feels Good

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

da 5'9"]
It's looking like, it's another summertime, everybody want to
Long day, short night, ain't done in time
I know what you to find (Ladies) with a underline
Knock ya out playa, long as it ain't none of mine
(Ladies) I know what you want, fellas wit whips out
walk, don't get caught, jealous, wit ya dick out
No wonder you in the fog, trying see who come
You only got a or two, to do what you want to do
(Ladies) tight shit, I'm tellin' y'all I like this
I got about thugs, to get in the hype wit
Backyard barbecues, (Ladies) looking
Too cute to eat meat, plate full of beans
Fellas, we the opposite, gotta me lots of it
the chicken bone, from the bottom to the top of it
We don't want the day to end, knowin' we gon' again
And again, and again, and (Come on, come on, yeah)

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

Little]
Slow down y'all relax, enjoy life
Paper stacks, where they at, come on, enjoy life
I know hard when you ballin' from, obstacles
Police, women, haters, it's like
I came along way dog, shit is hard to ball
Gettin' for my life, this for all of y'all
Back to the block, and everything in the hood
ya top, I'm saying, this one's for the hood
Put yo guns in yo stash, you need 'em today
Put the ice grills up, you need 'em today
All you need is icey rims, the games we
women, it feels good, just the games we play
They it dog, thugs still havin' fun y'all
Too hot, summertime, why you tryin' to
Feels good dog, roll 'til the fall off
Hot Detroit, I'm pretty sure hot by y'all

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
stay on the lot, thing don't drop
We shake it in the park, right in front of the
We do it everyday, 'til the summer is over
Yeah not my type, or fall
It's the summertime, so I'ma give you a
So tell all ya friends do it again
And again, and again, and

x2]

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