Luyện nghe bài hát If You Feel Like I Feel

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

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

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

In ass wit the hash for the splif so I can twist it
M-f-c weed and hennessy biscuits
Brand new jesus on my in a benz lifted
Fuckin wit starang at all the bitches

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

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

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

(chorus)

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

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

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

[top
Yo, I'm strong, because I go head on
Wit any
Who try to the o-g, you dead wrong (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 know big kahuna, plus in nam
Ready to begin, put all the to an end
Put it for brooklyn, ain't no room for frontin
mad moves 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 weed
Roll it up, ten seconds now it up
Hold up, don't choke it up, I you smoked enough
Lyin through ya teeth, sayin we have
Now you wanna shake my hand and smoke on my

(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 you scoot over
Or get ran
out of sight like ? ?
Knockin at ya like jahova
come in, son let me in
Pack it in mexicans, for next of kin
If any foot step in I'm throwin lefts to
Now any questions, no, so let's
I this shit
Get up on a track, split on to the next gig
Hearin pac say hold ya
Mad shit change, just stay arranged
At it all day like and the brain
Maintain our composure and then we ya
And have our niggas screamin out

(chorus)

My skeltah niggas

Feel the way we feel

They wanna

When we

We all got whips, so they peel

Then we

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

Feel the way we feel

They kill

When we

We all got whips, so when they

Then we

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

Feel the same way we

They kill

When we

We all got whips, so they peel

Then we

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

Feel the way we feel

They kill

When we

We all got whips, so they peel

Then we

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