Luyện nghe bài hát How Does It Feel

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

So tell me how does it feel 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 a TV Dinner
But now I roll around in a
Throwin' up the two, to the and pimps
It's all about the money, you know what I'm

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 in the game and you still gotta see

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

How does it 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
You're still a and you can't let go

I feel like I'm a dollar bill
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 somethin' that ain't productive
Look in the mirror, yourself and say, "Fuck it"
the year two-thousand, I know you feel me
But I can't understand why you wanna kill me

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

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

How does it feel ya livin' like that
And ya are fat?
'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 still a hustla and you let go

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

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

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 about you its all past tense

I said, "I don't a fuck about history
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 be killin' me, haters

How does it feel when ya livin' like
And ya pockets are
'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 a hustla and you can't let go