Lyrics:
dumped off in the alley for dead
I'm near, kill 'em all, mo' murda mo' murda
That's what Ouija said
Gotta put one in ya head, bang
We coming to serve
girl call, feelin' she mad, she threw the ring out
How she found out, she dreamt the whole thing out
Y'all be goin' through problems you gotta work
accumulating cuts and scars
Behind bars
What fight? The nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared
By couldn't squeal, I's like officer that nigga right
blunted, fa cert'
Geekin' on ya hoes, everybody here turnt
1800, I'm blunted, fa cert'
Geekin' on ya hoes, everybody here turnt
Well nigga I'm burnt,
jeans
And just like a rivalry, lick ya
Baby you got me feelin, crazy
Don't worry bout these haters, wait up wait up
I got room keys, come see me
Then the big Dogg got snatched by the cops
No longer will Dogg be
Given ya muthafuckin' props
I'm grown now, on my own now
Not my daddy but pop goes
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
lick ya
Baby, you got me feelin', crazy
Don't worry 'bout these haters
Wait up, wait up, I got room keys
Come see me later
We can fulfill fantasies, so
nothing but love
I'm feelin' extra extraordinary freaky
And i know you hoes want to roll with me
I shoot by the bar place my order
Big baller orderin
blown out
Rich niggas, bad bitches
What’s the difference?
Broke niggas, sad bitches, I ain’t feelin'
Gutta bitches in the trenches, trap with ya
Yeah
walter payton
I get a rhyme like spokes on a dayton
But I won't knock off, because I just rock off
The beats to get funky, like when you take your sock off
glow with
A hint of green and a sunset gold
You dropped the pack then
Made it your own
Fly by, flippin'
Now ya feelin' alone
She's a bad thing
She's
at a nigga
You know, you feelin' ya heart fall into ya feet
Summertime niggas still ridin' with the heat
Jeezy De Niro, Snowman Pacino
Real niggas love me
Uh, hmm
Hurry up a bit
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Repeat x3]
I like the way you do it, when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'
Check this
you hear shots
Me, and my peers got, by God's will dropped in the weird pot
I wanna ascend cause I'm feelin' like I'm near shock
Mama gone I'm feelin
and play the fool
Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya up like a queer
Take a puff off my blunt and then sip my beer
Kick the mean style, leave bodies in
his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick, see)
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
(What do we have here, now? Do you want to ride
I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin/
They stopped teaching Black History Month,
I beg ya pardon/
Ima take it back to Martin Luther King
I got my rent paid through next week and I'll be out tonight
But don't ya know I'll do my best to be back by ten
I sure would hate to lose that
feelin' grow-ow-ow-ow||Walkin' down by the river|His words warmin' up my soul|He called to me from the other side:|'There's one more thing ya gotta know,
to want you so bad years ago
No the feelin's come back
Baby infact, it's alittle bit stronger than before
Is it wrong if I touch ya
Where your man
You know what
There's just something about cha
Feelin good
I'm feelin
Feelin good
I'm feelin
I'm feelin feelin
Ya got me
Feelin good
I'm feelin
begin
the wheel of furtune it spins
holdin'
the rhythm like elastic
moldin'
your whole body like plastic
so why try to deny what ya already know ya love
Ain't even talkin bout a raichu ain't even Talking bout Caillou
Bald head lookin like Walter big boi lookin Like Gibraltar
Better see you by the alter
.jpg/220px-Feelin's_(Teddy_Edwards_album).jpg "Feelin's")
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