Luyện nghe bài hát If You Feel Like I Feel

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

These niggas got me fuckin bitches
So I a ton of hats
Chillin wit these willies then I get them for snaps
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 so I can twist it
M-f-c weed and hennessy biscuits
new jesus on my feet in a benz lifted
Fuckin wit starang at all the bitches

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

Ay yo, pick a 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 kill, then I kill
We all got
So when they peel, then I

It's like that, I
Smokin tons of
of cocoa
My man d, yo and
Feel the same way I
When I kill, then kill
We all got
So when I peel, they peel

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

[top
Yo, I'm head strong, I go head on
Wit any
Who try to test the o-g, you wrong (you dead wrong)
You been lead on, you stupid, you arm
Anyway, who's this man talkin
Thinkin he can keep walkin in this day and
he know big kahuna, plus actions in nam
Ready to begin, put all the to an end
Put it down for brooklyn, ain't no room for
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 cocoa trees, or is it the green
it up, ten seconds now smoke it up
Hold up, don't it up, I think you smoked enough
through ya teeth, sayin we have beef
Now you shake my hand and smoke on my leaf

(chorus)

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

(chorus)

My skeltah niggas

Feel the way we feel

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, you want it
Ay yo, my niggas

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 niggas

Feel the way we feel

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 niggas

Feel the way we feel

They wanna

When we

We all got whips, so when peel

Then we

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