Luyện nghe bài hát Still Feels So Good

This out to all sides worldwide
Let playa ass nigga, Twista be yo guide
As we go on a
to hood, chrome, leather, and wood
And it so good

One I, woke up next to a peanut butter and a caramel chick
Feelin' up, flicked out, freaked on
Thinkin' about my new truck with tha' deep
Meanin' deep chrome, deep chrome, in tha deep
a massage and a menage, we got in the shower
Let water trickle down tha crack of the back of booty
Got out tha tub and went back to the master
One put on Prada, one put on Ludi, I put on
Duty calls, I'm to hit tha scene and ball

But before I leave, I on some Issey Miyake
Take my truck up to tha wash, put tha sparkle on
Wax on, wax off like Mr.
Go to tha store so I can get blunts, get yak
So I can sip while I split one
into every follicle of my body
Calmin' down molecule, makin' sure I don't trip none
Hit one

Hop in ride, come and kick it wit me
So I can you through tha' so and so hundred block
And show you how my people be kickin' it in tha windy
I wanna show you I hang out at, where we make our scratch
we sit on leather grippin' wood
Where tha' hustla's got and tha G's got stacks
And that got lacks, rollin' through the hood
And it feels so

And it feels so
Turnin' corners with my man
my hood
on a B
And switchin' lanes is
I'm a livin' pimpish man
and wood
Said it feels so

Now I seen plenty niggas flip twenties
twenty-ones, flip twenty-twoes
Flip Jordans, two-fours
Mega ballin', new
Momma got a new store, TV screens, spokes
And we roll, right off Madison to the manor
In a drop-top
Sippin' henny reckless

Feelin' so good
I could roll my to Texas
And spit it like, is for tha syrup sippers
Gotta slow it down so you feel it, it make tha words figure
And spit some screwed shit and do shit so that you
When it come to spittin' lyric
Adrenaline then I be the motherfuckin' man, get the
When I hit the club gotta in

It's the weekend and the DJ bumpin'
Track move like some Black blues
Or tha Cooper, got cruise
And they got shoes it's instead I be tha hottest rap
Dude, ride to while you peel yo hood
You could go around tha block or travel tha world
When you come back it's still your
And it so good

And it so good
Turnin' corners with my man
Through my
on a B
And switchin' is understood
I'm a baller pimpish man
and wood
Said it so good

I some game wit tha intellect to tha media
I'm in tha Encyclopedia Brittanica
Come and over tha world wit' me girl
If you good I can see if I can be yo manager
Get yo on track and yo life on point
And show you how yo taxes go
Tactics quicker than a hat-trick go

on some fire, galactic dro
I know it's good you smoke that fire
Puff herb, get that dirt, hit that lick
Cop yourself a Bently car
Cop yourself a motherfuckin' Bently
Pop that ass, throw that dick, twork that
Bust nut, drop that top, turn the base up
Put you a chameleon paint on tha

Get up, bumpin' Twista grooves as
I cruise new shoes rollin' up in K-town
In my come and feel it Ghetto Blues
If you snooze, you lose don't pay for tha Tre-pound
Take tha time to kick wit' yo girls and feel yo nugz
Keep on hatin' on tha l, big
We gon' steady up and Im'a still smoke good
And it so good

And it feels so
Turnin' corners with my man
Through my
on a B
And switchin' lanes is
I'm a baller livin' man
and wood
Said it feels so

And switchin' is understood
I'm a livin' pimpish man
Leather and
Said it feels so

Roll one, one, smoke one, sip some
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip
Roll one, light one, one, sip some
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip
Sip
Sip