Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me How Ya Feel

Ladies and
You are now tuned in to the best
is a Jazze Phizzle, produc-shizzle
U.G.K., C, Sweet Jones, Bun B

I'm out here on the wood, sittin' 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, tell me how ya

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

I call my motherfuckin' swangers on the slab, money on my
I'm out here on the grind
Wanna jack that way to heaven, got for ya spine
Put ya on the shit bad if you wanna try

I done been to 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, blindin' you
I ain't cappin', I'm just tellin' you what's
Some niggaz be winnin' and some be steady
Touchin' down, women they stayin', they steady

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

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
When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, me how ya feel

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

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

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

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

hard, ask the hardest nigga you know in the street
I'm the last 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 they shit together
Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the
you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

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
When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya

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, fresher a cashmere sweater
it come to keepin' it trill, nobody do it better

Ain't no candy paint wetter, no 24's
No leather seats softer, no brothers classier
And you could never pass me up, so your roll, mayne
Recognize the real Pimp and Bun in control, mayne

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

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

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, 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 keep shit together
Swangin' through yo' hood, on the wheel
you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel