letra de feeling - 10ta lil a
[intro: 10ta lil a & etta james]
oh, sometimes i get a good feeling, yeah, n-ggas know how we comin’, n-gga ([?])
i get a feeling that i never, never, never, never had before, no, no
i get a good feeling
yeah, come on
[chorus]
ride with the chopper ’cause i got some oppas that wanna knock me off the roster
mama know that i’m a monster, ain’t talkin’ rasta, we turnin’ n-ggas to pasta
post up venom, i’ma pop up and try to pop ya, better hope you got the glock tucked
we the ones tearin’ the block up
we the ones winning, y’all hating y’all not us (ayy)
[verse]
yeah, i know the feeling, ain’t k!lling, ain’t drilling, ain’t making us look like some villains (ayy, ayy, ayy)
pourin’ up drank and i spilled it
walked in the club full of envy, i feel it
bullets’ll burn you, they hotter than sk!llets (ayy)
if he touch me, we gon’ tear up the building (ayy, ayy, ayy)
my n-ggas sniping on top of the ceiling
n-ggas be lame and they actin’ like children
yeah, i just hope n-ggas don’t change up
mud in the dirt, that’s what made us
still in the hood but they act like i’m famous (famous)
we don’t pay you, better pay us (pay us)
come from a city with no love
come from a block where ain’t no trust
my lil’ n-ggas wanna tote guns
the boys wanna see us locked up (locked up)
in the cash really boxed up (boxed up)
moved a hundred in a box truck (skrrt)
n-gga said he gon’ take what? (take what?)
last n-gga got whopped up
last n-gga got popped up
throwing tens, better drop somethin’
spray the block ’til the cops come
clean the scene, better mop somethin’
i’m off the ‘migos, i’m tryna f-ck on a freak ho, b-tches be all on my d note
call him when he done, he drinkin’ all of the ‘migos, eatin’ up all the doritos
uh, gotta keep a gun ’cause it’s bad out (bad out)
caught a n-gga on the ave, it’s a blastout
yeah, he chop blowin’ back but we ran down
i can’t let a n-gga try to leave me with my pants down
[chorus]
ride with the chopper ’cause i got some oppas that wanna knock me off the roster
mama know that i’m a monster, ain’t talkin’ rasta, we turnin’ n-ggas to pasta
post up venom, i’ma pop up and try to pop ya, better hope you got the glock tucked
we the ones tearin’ the block up
we the ones winning, y’all hating y’all not us (ayy)
[outro: etta james]
oh, sometimes i get a good feeling, yeah
i get a feeling that i never, never, never, never had before, no, no
i get a good feeling, yeah
oh, sometimes
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