Luyện nghe bài hát How Does It Feel

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

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

When I was broke, I used to the pain
Now I got money, ain't changed
Same hustla, to hold on to what I got
And that's alot, players 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 I felt when I was broke
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 down the muthafuckin' street
Top down, beat loud with a freak
You say it ain't real
'Cuz you know what it feels like, beyotch

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 pockets are
still a hustla and you can't let go

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I been creepin', feelin' bitch up on the weekend
Is it still good she me Dr. Feelgood
I'll be her last pimp, you just a has
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 show you how this dick'll be"
In you all night, go ask your bitch was she me
Man, you niggas be me, haters

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

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