Luyện nghe bài hát It Feels So Good

This goes out to all riders
Let that ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
where playa hatin and the hood niggaz thrive
And lame motherfuckers can barely

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One morning I up next to a thick bitch
Took a shower dried off brushed the gold teeth like Rick
Tapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the
I'm blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fit
The discover me, hit the front porch
Two women butterly lovely in of me got my head gone
I the bitch in the bed home 'cause one of them
got big thighs and the other one was a redbone
y'all goin y'all thick as hell
What's your name I wanna get up with tonight shit
I got some homies that lonely never we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies you be tight
We ain't really gon be doin too though
We ridin around bumpin sounds trippin out while we flame janes
the horn at the homies that gangbang
and slang 'caine to maintain to mob's the thing
Or we can chill at the crib and play spades or some ass a bit
Speedpass the clit and get
Grab the buckle and it
and we can get into some ol' nasty
Live if I could decide to try, don't play me
This no spin move and I ain't got no time to lie
your girls we gonna be sliding by
but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding
cause it so good

It so good how we kick it in the hood like so good
(When we high)
Rollin through the hood with Phillies and
Straight pimpin with to go
And it feels so

Me and my homies hooked up some cowards up when niggas we lust
smokin' some but the flame
Trippin' off how we survivin' the rugged and try to hang tight
fucked up on gang night
Used to be gang fights now we gotta try to relax the srap even we
deebo back to back to back
We still be buildin' stacks and packs rollin the blacks
black with blunt reds and crack sacs
We sittin' and chillin' what we're feenin' on in bitches' cribs
hopin its on the fenal strokin were strollin
Rollin the out really trippin because we take the smoke to the

Bumpin the tunes while bigger roles and glisten from all
the
the fe's with thier hair done tight boody hung right
and every we see at least one fight, hookin up with
my fellow Westside
Now together we mush but are we strapped through and rug cutters
Just like the envy and jealousy throughout the other is love
ridin' every one of my muhfuckers
So put the Black Magic on the and get the wax off the chrome
we gone to blaze on till my blown
Hope to get my thing on no matter what block or or you kick it
the world its the same song (so the Mobsters just flame on)
For scratch we was willin' to some blood now we got up on hittin'
the
From stealin' tips where they're swum the mo' we got up on some
bud, straight hittin' up the block for love
Reach up and hit the deep lung then we smokin delight the body
what the party like are you as live as I
Come roll with me so we can ride the sky but only if you let me
with you while we ridin' high 'cause it feels so

(Verse 3)
Sittin back through the slow breeze thinkin how can I get mo'

Bumpin' a system costin' 4 G's I on my P's for the po p's
split the philly my door keys
scoop a female to the crib good get my boy to a blessin' through
sit on the playin' Tekken 2
Lesson two I'm adressin' you turn out the lights the World Class
Crew bring out the best in you
Confessin true lies about your inner thighs and where they
maybe you be my lady
What's the potatoes without the gravy what you feelin on maybe with
the baby, but can you pay me
Cause daily we be riding in the dope stroll while rockin flows I'll
lose the if I choose to stop
We can cruise some blocks and talkin' about how on you comin' out
your clothes, shoes and socks now is that or not
come I step on the gas slow and smoke on last "O" get a "B" and
split it now me kill it
Tinted windows took a sealin' off in the Astro on billets a choke
on so I can really it
Thinkin' not having the rich life but the hood life was still a
good and that we know
always and though, for ever more rollin in the ghetto with no
where to go and it feels so

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