Luyện nghe bài hát How Does It Feel

How does it feel when ya livin' like
And ya pockets are
'Cuz you're a playa and you're pimpin'

So tell me how does it feel when ya ain't right
And ya pockets are
You're still a hustla and you let go

When I was broke, I to feel the pain
Now I got money, nothin' changed
Same hustla, to hold on to what I got
And that's alot, players like me can't be

I was starvin', couldn't a TV Dinner
But now I around in a DB-7
Throwin' up the two, to the hoes and
It's all about the money, you know what I'm

How the fuck you think I felt when I was
All the I got killed and I was smoked
I tell the truth, I care how you feel about me
I'm still in the game and you still see

My face goin' the muthafuckin' street
Top down, beat with a top-notch freak
You say it ain't real
'Cuz you don't know what it like, beyotch

How does it when ya livin' like that
And ya are fat?
'Cuz a playa and you're pimpin' hoes

So tell me how does it feel when ya ain't right
And ya pockets are
You're a hustla and you can't let go

I feel like I'm a million dollar
in the game, all about the real
Can't feel for you, do your thang
Don't be mad at the world 'cuz you hang

If you feel like doin' somethin' that productive
Look in the mirror, check and say, "Fuck it"
the year two-thousand, I know you feel me
But I can't understand why you niggas kill me

Went from broke to rich, I got your kneelin'
I told her, "Smoke this dick bitch, fight the feelin'"
And when she did it, she started me
I saw it in your eyes, you felt like me

For every theres a consequence
Playa-haters tryna start some shit
But then you gotta fight these niggas
It good to be a playa, bitches everywhere

How does it feel when ya livin' like
And ya are fat?
'Cuz you're a playa and you're hoes

So tell me how does it feel when ya ain't right
And ya pockets are
You're a hustla and you can't let go

I feel like albums ain't enough
And at the same time you like you can't come up
Sometimes real don't feel right
You been fuckin' her for years but it's tight

I came through bammin', vagina started expandin'
Used to be but now you landed in
Deep water and that's some real game
It's been your for years but it don't feel the same

I creepin', feelin' your bitch up on the weekend
Is it still good she me Dr. Feelgood
I'll be her last pimp, you a has been
And when she about you its all past tense

I said, "I don't give a fuck about
I'll tell you 'bout my life then show you how this be"
In you all night, go ask your bitch was she me
Man, you be killin' me, haters

How it feel when ya livin' like that
And ya pockets are
'Cuz you're a playa and pimpin' hoes

So tell me how does it feel when ya ain't right
And ya are tight?
You're a hustla and you can't let go