Luyện nghe bài hát Still Feels So Good

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

One mornin' I, woke up to a peanut butter and a caramel chick
fucked up, flicked out, freaked on
Thinkin' about my new with tha' deep dish
Meanin' deep chrome, chrome, in tha deep dome
After a massage and a menage, we got in the
Let water down tha crack of the back of they 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 spray on Issey Miyake
Take my truck up to tha wash, put tha back on
Wax on, wax off like Mr.
Go to tha liquor so I can get blunts, get yak
So I can sip while I split one
into every follicle of my body
Calmin' down every molecule, makin' 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 you how my people be kickin' it in tha windy city
I wanna show you where I out at, where we make our scratch
While we sit on leather wood
tha' hustla's got packs and tha G's got stacks
And that got lacks, rollin' through the hood
And it feels so

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

Now I done seen plenty niggas twenties
Flip twenty-ones, flip
Jordans, flip two-fours
Mega ballin', new
got a new store, TV screens, hundred-forty spokes
And we roll, right off Madison to the manor
In a Lexus
Sippin' henny rollin'

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

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

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

I spit game wit tha intellect to tha media
Like I'm in tha Brittanica
Come and take over tha wit' me girl
If you I might can see if I can be yo manager
Get yo career on track and yo life on
And I'll you how yo taxes go
flow quicker than a hat-trick go

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

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

And it so good
Turnin' corners my pinky man
my hood
on a B
And lanes is understood
I'm a livin' pimpish man
and wood
Said it so good

And switchin' is understood
I'm a baller livin' man
and wood
Said it feels so

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