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Can U Feel Me
作词:Reginald Gibson, Jeremy Jackson
I'm cruisin I'm losin' money on gas I pass a car with a star in it I stare for a minute but that's the limit Otherwise gas won't be the only thing
I'm losin' money too, ooh wee It's Tuesday two days after the weekend Imagine if the weekend was a day For weak minded men anyway
I take my train of thought I bought a fat sack And I'm happy 'cause I got nappy Soldiers in my crew ya through if You don't learn so I learnt, that I'm burnt
I ran into my homie, yeah wassup? At least I thought he was But then I caught the buzz that he was talkin' behind my back From his girl, ain't that Earl? For those who can't feel me, Earl means wack
In fact, I had that problem a few times But I'll just splurge it in a new rhyme Then forget it maybe I'll split it in half Or laugh like this ha, ha, ha, can you feel me?
I faked the funk and conversated without a doubt He was a chump but with clout I ended my route at the liquor store And I tried to buy a Guiness Stout
But I remembered it was nasty But fools drink it 'cause it's a hip-hop classy 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 You can miss me with that trendy drink 'Cause they all make your breath stink
Plus death is linked to all alcohol that Arabians won't let you buy They keep tellin' me my identification is a lie Why would I put my face on plastic and in the space Where it says birthdate put 'See owner'
Fool, I'm a teenage organ donor So I pick up my I.D. I ain't trippin', why? 'Cause I'm high, already, on life, once again, I'm riding I'm about to hit the eastside of Oakland
I got my seat belt on so when the heat's felt From 5.0, I'll turn up the song and start Singing, 'I wish police was a lease That was up' Can you feel me?
Well it's gettin' dark but it's daylight savings time Clocks go back but I stay focused and ahead 'Cause I wanna be fat, can you feel me? If you rap, I like to fully flex, I like to box
I like breakin' bullies necks I like collecting checks and collecting respect But I'm not there yet and until then I'll just sell dank, sacks 20's, 10's, I'm drivin' the weights to be
Prepared in case I meet my fate and I'm always thinking 'Where will I go when I die? Will I be underground like I am now Or in the sky?' My man, plan B is smilin' 'Cause he can feel me, wassup Jess
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