Luyện nghe bài hát If You Feel Like I Feel

Where we at, we at, m-f-c
(for what son) for life
For nigga, word up
Word up, city (brooklyn)
we at (ha ha)

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

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

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

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

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

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

(chorus)

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

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

It's that, I suppose
In gs o-o's, hollarin at the hoes

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

(chorus)

[louieville
Son I be all in, for it, now I forward
G-c's tourin, top for it
ignore it, send all my niggas all over
Don't like it, so at best you scoot
Or get ran
Ville out of like ? ?
Knockin at ya door like
come 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 begin
I bust this
Get up on a track, split on to the next gig
Hearin pac say ya head
Mad gonna change, just stay arranged
At it all day like and the brain
Maintain our and then we roast ya
And our niggas screamin out eshkoshka

(chorus)

My skeltah niggas

Feel the same way we

They kill

When we

We all got whips, so when peel

Then we

Heltah skeltah, up
M-f-c for
And all my motherfuckin niggas, where you it
Ay yo, my owtlaw

Feel the way we feel

They kill

When we

We all got whips, so when peel

Then we

Owtlawz, west side, up (word up)
we die (word up)
My dirty south

Feel the way we feel

They wanna

When we

We all got whips, so they peel

Then we

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

Feel the way we feel

They wanna

When we

We all got whips, so they peel

Then we

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