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Tell Me How Ya Feel

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This is a Jazze Phizzle, produc-shizzle

U.G.K., Pimp C, Sweet Jones, Bun B

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I call my motherfuckin' swangers on the slab, money on my mind

24/7 I'm out here on the grind

Wanna jack that way to heaven, got somethin' for ya spine

Put ya on the shit bad if you really wanna try

I done been to hell and back, they call me T.B.C.

Now everythang that I drive got at least five TV's

Two in the sun visor, two in the headrest

When jumpin' out to dash, two hundred thousand on my chest

Hangin' 'round my neck, blindin' you niggaz

I ain't cappin', I'm just tellin' you what's hap'nin'

Some niggaz be winnin' and some be steady losin'

Touchin' down, women they stayin', they steady chosin'

Tired of feelin' bashed and mashed and want some cash

You only live once, she fin' to cheat on her man

'Cause I'ma stand up in her and sin her 'cause she a winner

I'm Sweet Jones bitch and I'm pimpin', y'all some beginners

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

Yeah, well, I'm the son of the struggle, the Godchild of the grind

The product of the product and the cousin of crime

So get that fuck up out your mind, I'm born to this life

And my work is the only woman I'll ever make my wife

So all you triflin'-ass, stiflin'-ass, mud-stuck, fuck boys

Gettin' bound to borin', you shit out of luck boys

The Kingz is back in the buildin', just in the knick of time

And we fin' to do it to it partner while you niggaz lyin'

Touchin' us, you niggaz dyin', kill you hoes, just for tryin'

Death befo' dishonor, you never see me testifyin'

Standin' on the stand, grab a workout in the yard

Trill niggaz never fraud, you can put that on the Lord

Goin' hard, ask the hardest nigga you know in the street

I'm the last nigga that that nigga wanna meet

Ain't no need to exaggerate, I just tell it like it is

So get the fuck up out my way, Bun Beeda handlin' biz

I’m the shit

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

Well, if you had yo'self a pimp and you had yo'self a G

And you put 'em both together, what the fuck would you see?

U.G.K. nigga, fresher than a cashmere sweater

When it come to keepin' it trill, nobody do it better

Ain't no candy paint wetter, no 24's classier

No leather seats softer, no other brothers classier

And you could never pass me up, so slow your roll, mayne

Recognize the real when Pimp and Bun in control, mayne

Ugh, I got a candy cup, sittin' on buck

Two-hundred thousand when I roll up

Year ago, I was on lock, now I'm out here droppin' them tops

48 months, I was gone, barely got back, it's still on

I know y'all hate to see the Pimp free, all y'all all can eat a big D

I see the Kingz winnin', thought it was over, it's the beginnin'

Underground, we run the South, diss me, I'ma bust your mouth

I don't run, I come to your house

You gon' lose, nigga, that's no doubt

We can jump or pop it out, I ain't Jeezy, don't swap it out

Knahmtalkinbout?

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

I'm out here grippin' on the wood, sittin' on the leather

Keep the gold diggin' bitches tryin' to keep they shit together

Swangin' through yo' hood, diamonds on the wheel

When you see a pimp shinin', bitch, tell me how ya feel

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