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Can You Feel It? (feat. B-Legit)

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[Featuring: B-Legit]Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(I want to know)

Tha murder weapon

Cappin off safety

Keep one in tha chamber

*****

Youre life is in danger

(boyowh!) call me noah cause Im floating cross

Tha river droppin g ****

With mo locls than a Steven Segal

(boyaaa!) peep this

From tha unforgiven mask murderer

Handcuffing tha m-i-c

Serving *****s like milky ds

Mo actions than Jackson

You never breth again like Toni Braxton

When Im maxing

Shooting rhymes like John Paxton

And dont forget

Tha lights on tha camera

So I lick em

Stick em

Did em

Dun em

Get mo mellow than I trail em

To tha darkside

And make em evacuate with tha swiftness

Killin my fatal flow with tha quickness

Ugh!

You relly dont wanna see me and my flow

(you dont wanna see me, you dont wanna see me)

cause I can play it like

Casper

Get real and

Then Im ghost

All I want to know

Fool!

Can you feel it?

*****!(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(I want to know)

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(I want to know)Uuh!?

***** who tha **** you talkin to?

Talkin yo *** mutha****a

Yous got no clue

Ill be your huckleberry (huckleberry)

Tha black doc holiday

I dos me? with my stainless steel plates

Serial number scratch off must be a throw away

Mutha****az expect me to come soft

But fool Im here to stay

(gunshots)

Blow, bllaarraah, muth****az, blast mutha****ers

(gunshots end)

Release tha tec

No chop to tha bank

Its hot

No rock n jock

You big bullies done turned a semi automatic

Into a fully

I like tha times with my social thugs

Stay away from tha

Brushing up on my shooting skillz

Private property land

Aiming at acorns coke bottles and aluminum cans

Walkin around this mutha****a with ya lips

Closed out

Fools know wut Im about

Mutha**** you!(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(I want to know)

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(I want to know)Verse 3: spice-1

A whu, a whu

A 1-2-3

Its tha motha****in killa

Bailin up out tha caddy

With tha infrared up on my milla

Meet ya motha****in head up

With the barrel up in his mouth

Creepin up in ya ****in house

Leave ya brain on tha couch

Just some sick ****

From some *****s

Who really dont give a ****

1990-sick up on this album all you snitches duck

Blaw!

Triple gold knack off

Be holdin my tire on

****in with tha alcohol, tobacco and tha firearm

My ***** e-4-0

Double jeff

And kyoz

You way off

And hoes like a fro

You gunn stay soft

Thats why Im pickin on ya ***

Ya phony *****

East bay gangstas for life

Str8 1-8-7 killasBlaw!

Yeah man

We just take em got em

Put tha barrel in they mouth and just blaw!

Man

Just takin motha****in brains out like that

cause really dont give a ****

Blaw!(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(I want to know)

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(can you feel it baby?)

Ugh, yeah

(I want to know)

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