Luyện nghe bài hát How Does It Feel

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 ya money ain't right
And ya are tight?
You're still a and you can't let go

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

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

How the fuck you think I felt I was broke
All the rumors I got killed and I was
I tell the truth, I don't care how you feel me
I'm still in the game and you gotta see

My face down the muthafuckin' street
Top down, beat loud a top-notch freak
You say it real life
'Cuz you don't know what it feels like,

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

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

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

If you feel doin' somethin' that ain't productive
Look in the mirror, yourself and say, "Fuck it"
It's the year two-thousand, I know you me
But I can't understand why you wanna kill me

Went broke to rich, I got your bitch kneelin'
I told her, "Smoke this bitch, don't fight the feelin'"
And when she did it, she jockin' me
I saw it in eyes, you felt like sockin' me

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

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

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

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

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

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

I said, "I give a fuck about history
I'll tell you 'bout my then show you how this dick'll be"
In you all night, go ask bitch was she feelin' me
Man, you niggas be killin' me,

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

So tell me how does it feel when ya money right
And ya pockets are
You're still a hustla and you let go