Luyện nghe bài hát How Does It Feel

How does it feel 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 are tight?
You're a hustla and you can't let go

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

I was starvin', afford a TV Dinner
But now I roll in a DB-7
Throwin' up the two, to the and pimps
It's all about the money, you know I'm gettin'

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

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

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

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

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

If you feel doin' somethin' that ain't productive
Look in the mirror, check and say, "Fuck it"
It's the 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 dick bitch, don't fight the feelin'"
And when she did it, she jockin' me
I saw it in your eyes, you felt like me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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