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Twista

Feels So Good

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645 3 часа назад

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[Intro]This goes out to all riders worldwideLet that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ridewhere playa hatin killers and the hood niggaz thriveAnd lame motherfuckers can barely survive[Verse 1]One morning I woke up next to a thick bitchTook a shower dried off brushed the gold teeth like Slick RickTapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the fleshThink I`m blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fitThe high discover me, hit the front porchTwo women butterly lovely in front of me got my head goneI sent the bitch in the bed home cuz one of themgot chocolate big thighs and the other one was a redboneWhere y`all goin y`all thick as hellWhat`s your name I wanna get up with y`all tonight shitI got some homies that lonely never phony we on some hype shit Call up the buddies you be tight withWe ain`t really gon be doin too much thoughWe just ridin around bumpin sounds trippin out while we flame janes Tappin the horn at the homies that gangbangand slang `caine to maintain to mob`s the same thingOr we can chill at the crib and play spades or kick some ass a bitSpeedpass the clit and get passionateGrab the buckle and unfasten itand we can get into some ol` nasty shitLive if I could decide to try, don`t play me bogusThis ain`t no spin move and I ain`t got no time to lieTell your girls we gonna be sliding bybut hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding highcause it feels so good[Chorus]It feels so good how we kick it in the hood like so good (When we ridin high)Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoes Straight pimpin with nowhere to goAnd it feels so good the way we kick it in the hood like so good(When we ridin high)Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoesStraight pimpin with nowhere to go[Verse 2]Me and my homies hooked up some cowards took upwhen niggas we lust smokin some but the flame tightTrippin off how we survivin the rugged terrainand try to hang tight getting fucked up on gang night Used to be gang fights now we gotta try to relax with the scrapEven we sent Deebo back to back to backWe still be holdin` stacks of packsRollin through wit black blacks, blunt reds, ash trays, and crack sacksHustlin and chillin`s what I`m focusin onFiendin through bitch`s cribs hopin it`s onIf ain`t no strokin we strollin alongRollin the chrome out really trippinbecause we take the smoke to the domeBumpin the tunes while bigger roles and herringbonesglisten from all the sunlightPeepin the fe`s with their hair done tightBooty hung right and every night we see at least one fightHookin up with my fellow Westside cliques Now together we mushbut when are we strapped through and rug cuttersJust like the envy and jealousy throughout the other is love brothersRidin every one of y`all my muhfuckersSo put the Black Magic on the tires and get the wax off the chromeWe gon` to blaze on till my brain`s blownHopin to get my thang onNot matter what block you stay on kick itRound the world it`s the same song(so the Mobsters just flame on)For scratch we was willin` to squirt some bloodNow we got up on hittin the cuzFrom stealin` tips where they`re swum the dovesmo` we got up on some budStraight hittin` up the block searching for loveReach up and hit the deep lung then we goneSmokin delight the body right what the party likeAre you as live as I come roll with meso we can ride the skyBut only if you let me play with you while we ridin` highcause it feels so good[Chorus][Verse 3]Sittin back cruising through the slow breezethinkin how can I get mo` cheeseBumpin a system costin 4 G`sI stay on my P`s for the po-P`sSplit the Phillie with my door keysScoop a female to the crib good get my boy to bring a blessin throughSit on the floor playin Tekken 2Lesson two I`m adressin youTurn out the lights like the World Class Wreckin` CrewBring out the best in you Confessin true lies about your inner thighsand where they been hopin maybe you be my ladyWhat`s the potatoes without the gravywhat you feelin on maybe soft with the silicone babybut can you pay me?Cause daily we be riding in the dope strollwhile rockin dope flows I`ll lose the spot if I choose to stopWe can cruise some blocks and talkin` abouthow later on you comin` out your clothes, shoes and socksNow is that news or not?Come I step on the gas slow and smoke on this last "O"Get a "B" and split it now watch me kill itTinted windows took a sealin` off in the Astroon billets take a choke on so I can really feel itThinkin` about not having the rich lifebut the hood life was still a good lifeand that we know always and forever thoughfor ever more rollin in the ghetto with nowhere to goand it feels so good[Chorus] 3X

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