Luyện nghe bài hát Feels Good

(Pharrell)]
Feel good it (Neptunes)
Royce 5'9" (Royce da 5'9'!)
My nigga Tre' (Yeah, where you at)
What, what, my girl putting 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 to find (Ladies) with a underline
Knock ya self out playa, long as it none of mine
(Ladies) I know what you want, fellas wit whips out
Don't walk, get caught, jealous, wit ya dick out
No wonder you in the fog, see who come through
You only got a or two, to do what you want to do
(Ladies) wear tight shit, I'm tellin' I like this
I got about thirty thugs, to get in the wit
Backyard barbecues, (Ladies) looking
Too cute to eat meat, plate full of beans
Fellas, we the opposite, give me lots of it
Suck the bone, from the bottom to the top of it
We want the day to end, knowin' we gon' play again
And again, and again, and (Come on, come on, yeah)

[Chorus:
Doesn't it good, to see us make money
Feel good, like everything
Feel good, to see us off
Doesn't it good 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, this life
I know it's when you ballin' from, obstacles
Police, women, haters, like impossible
I came along way dog, this is hard to ball
Gettin' here for my life, this for all of
Back to the block, and good in the hood
Drop ya top, I'm saying, one's for the hood
Put yo guns in yo stash, you don't need 'em
Put the ice up, you don't need 'em today
All you is icey rims, the games we play
Attract women, it good, just the games we play
They love it dog, still havin' fun y'all
Too hot, summertime, why you to brawl
Feels good dog, roll 'til the wheels 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
Piece stay on the lot, thing don't
We it in the park, right in front of the Rover
We gon' do it everyday, 'til the summer is
Yeah not my type, winter or
the summertime, so I'ma give you a call
So tell all ya friends do it again
And again, and again, and

x2]

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