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, sittin' on the
Keep the gold 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, 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, me how ya feel

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

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

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

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

I'm out grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather
the gold 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

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

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

Ain't no candy paint wetter, no classier
No seats softer, no other brothers classier
And you could never pass me up, so slow your roll,
Recognize the real when Pimp and Bun in control,

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

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

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, diamonds on the
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 tryin' to they shit together
Swangin' yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel
When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, me how ya feel