Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me How Ya Feel

Ladies and
You are now tuned in to the very
This is a Jazze Phizzle,
U.G.K., C, Sweet Jones, Bun B

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, on the leather
Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they together
Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the
When you see a shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I'm out here on the wood, sittin' on the leather
Keep the gold diggin' bitches to keep they shit together
Swangin' through yo' hood, on the wheel
When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, me how ya feel

I call my swangers on the slab, money on my mind
24/7 I'm out here on the
Wanna jack way to heaven, got somethin' for ya spine
Put ya on the shit bad if you really try

I done been to hell and back, call it T.D.C.
Now everythang that I drive got at least five
Two in the sun visor, two in the
When jumpin' out to dash, two thousand on my chest

Hangin' 'round my neck, blindin' you
I ain't cappin', I'm just you what's hap'nin'
Some niggaz be winnin' and some be steady
Touchin' down, women they stayin', they chosin'

Tired of feelin' bashed and mashed and want some
You only once, she fin' to cheat on her man
'Cause I'ma stand up in her and sin her she a winner
I'm Sweet Jones bitch and I'm pimpin', y'all some

I'm out here on the wood, sittin' on the leather
Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to they shit together
Swangin' yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel
you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I'm out here on the wood, sittin' on the leather
Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to they shit together
Swangin' through yo' hood, on the wheel
When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya

Yeah, well, I'm the son of the struggle, the Godchild of the
The product of the product and the of crime
So get fuck up out your mind, I'm born to this life
And my work is the only woman ever make my wife

So all you triflin'-ass, stiflin'-ass, mud-stuck, boys
Gettin' bound to borin', you out of luck boys
The Kingz is back in the buildin', just in the of time
And we fin' to do it to it partner while you lyin'

Touchin' us, you dyin', kill you hoes, just for tryin'
Death befo' dishonor, you see me testifyin'
Standin' on the stand, grab a in the yard
Trill niggaz never fraud, you can put that on the

Goin' hard, ask the nigga you know in the street
I'm the nigga that that nigga wanna meet
Ain't no need to exaggerate, I just tell it it is
So get the up out my way, Bun Beeda handlin' biz
Im the

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, on the leather
Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they together
through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel
When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, me how ya feel

I'm out here on the wood, sittin' on the leather
Keep the gold diggin' bitches to keep they shit together
Swangin' yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel
When you see a shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

Well, if you had yo'self a pimp and you had a G
And you put 'em both together, what the fuck you see?
U.G.K. nigga, than a cashmere sweater
When it come to keepin' it trill, nobody do it

no candy paint wetter, no 24's classier
No leather seats softer, no brothers classier
And you could never pass me up, so slow roll, mayne
Recognize the real when and Bun in control, mayne

Ugh, I got a candy cup, sittin' on
thousand when I roll up
Year ago, I was on lock, now I'm out droppin' them tops
48 months, I was gone, got back, it's still on
I know hate to see the Pimp free, all y'all all can eat a big D

I see the Kingz winnin', thought it was over, it's the
Underground, we run the South, diss me, I'ma your mouth
I don't run, I come to your
You lose, nigga, that's no doubt
We can jump or pop it out, I ain't Jeezy, swap it out

I'm out grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather
Keep the gold bitches tryin' to keep they shit together
through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel
When you see a shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the
Keep the diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together
Swangin' through yo' hood, on the wheel
you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel