! Can you feel it, can you feel it, can you feel it! Can you feel it, can you feel it, can you feel it! Can you feel it, can you feel it, can you feel
Übersetzung: V. Can You Feel It?.
Can you feel it, can you feel it, can you feel it! Can you feel it, can you feel it, can you feel it! Can you feel it, can you feel it, can you feel it
la la Ain't nothin here that my money can't buy Dolce, Gucci and Louis V Yacht so big I could live out in the sea You for real you can't see me In these
I'll stretch a nigga out this for my soliders, who ain't gon'even roll it up if it ain't doja if you ain't earned no fuckin stripes you ain't rollin play
that you've been wilin' out Everyday of the week, and you tear the club doors down What's happenin' with you, wodie? You doin' that 'cause we bound? You
schooled me where at an early age So off top I lay it down when I feel played Meet Lil fat Kenny, Faire and my dog Schraie When I catch you down bad, where you stand is where you
feel what I feel about my grill Them raps, is worth a mil You get killed if you get caught up with me in gangsta shit When I say Uptown brings it you
gots to have it Nigga up it And if you don't release it Then my gat I'm going to have to pluck it Fuck it Its time to kill all you real niggaz feel me
half dead as it is [B.G.] T-shirts wit pictures representin dead peers 9 millimeters, glock, pump Ride guns, all that start funk [Mannie Fresh] Look out you bitch, you
of dawn, lets get it on so you can feel it, dick down your spine, I don't mine takin it off, breaking it off, shakin it off, doing it again stickin it
you die when that nine went off Cause you got it fucked up thinkin Baby ya pa I'll break ya jaw, You was real, Now you phony Let a bitch-ass nigga infiltrate you
whop If you real you make it, fake yo ass get shookin Fo' you can look, you hit bitch, yo life get tookin If you think, stay put, or feel the fire from
Sews what you reap, when you fuck with the elite mayne I don't fuck around boy; you better ask around boy I hit you with the pound, leave yo' ass on the ground For, you
bout me and you, they all sick Bitch you had swagger, but mine reinforced it Everything you had lost it [50 Cent:] Man, you should be happy you got rid of that bitch man (You
a'int beggin for it, and you can love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short, but you
arms, reached, cocked and ready 'Cause the streets'll catch you slippin' and rock you steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real Your
