Luyện nghe bài hát If You Feel Like I Feel

Where we at, where we at,
M-f-c (for son) for life
For nigga, word up
up, brick city (brooklyn)
we at (ha ha)

These niggas got me crazy bitches
So I keep a ton of
Chillin wit these willies then I get them for they
See them on the t.v. popin this and popin

Don't say when you see me i'ma pop a fuckin cap

In that ass wit the hash for the splif so I can it
M-f-c and hennessy packin biscuits
new jesus on my feet in a benz lifted
Fuckin wit starang hollarin at all the

Look at these assholes, me cut off my afro
Blow up the spot, make shit hot tabasco
Ay yo, I these bitches as if a nigga had a lasso
It's classical, jewels then I smash you
Ay yo, wanna know why I act this way
I don't know, been like that since in the day

Ay yo, a spot and my man starang'll lick a shot

Yo, disagree or say I think not, got it
(and on)

(chorus)

Yo, dog and
the same way I feel
They wanna kill, then I
We all got
So when peel, then I peel

It's that, I suppose
tons of weed
L-b's of
My man d, yo and
the same way I feel
When I kill, they kill
We all got
So when I peel, they peel

It's like that, I
In gs three o-o's, hollarin at the

dog]
Yo, I'm head strong, because I go on
Wit any
Who try to test the o-g, you dead (you dead wrong)
You been on, you stupid, you dead arm
Anyway, who's minny man talkin
Thinkin he can keep walkin in this day and
Didn't he big kahuna, plus actions in nam
to begin, put all the bullshit to an end
Put it for brooklyn, ain't no room for frontin
Makin mad in a-t-l, can't you tell
and doc smokin these fat ass l's
Oh well, can you catch the sense a breeze
Is it trees, or is it the green weed
Roll it up, ten seconds now it up
Hold up, choke it up, I think you smoked enough
through ya teeth, sayin we have beef
Now you wanna shake my hand and smoke on my

(chorus)

[louieville
Son I be all in, for it, now I move
tourin, top dollar for it
Can't ignore it, all my niggas all over
Don't like it, so at you scoot over
Or get ran
Ville out of sight ? ?
Knockin at ya door jahova
Beast in, son let me in
Pack it in like mexicans, for of kin
If any foot step in I'm throwin lefts to
Now any questions, no, so let's
I bust shit
Get up on a track, split on to the next gig
Hearin pac say hold ya
Mad shit gonna change, just stay
At it all day like and the brain
our composure and then we roast ya
And have our niggas screamin out

(chorus)

My heltah skeltah

Feel the way we feel

They wanna

When we

We all got whips, so when peel

Then we

Heltah skeltah, up
for life
And all my motherfuckin niggas, you want it
Ay yo, my owtlaw

Feel the same way we

They kill

When we

We all got whips, so when peel

Then we

Owtlawz, side, word up (word up)
we die (word up)
My dirty niggas

Feel the same way we

They wanna

When we

We all got whips, so they peel

Then we

My dirty niggas
Goodie mob, outcast, word up, word up,
And to my m-f-c

Feel the same way we

They wanna

When we

We all got whips, so when they

Then we

M-f-c, for (m-f-c, m-f-c)
Word up, up
(starang, and top dog chattering as music fades)