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letra de feelin' my shit - jake one

[chorus 1: casual]
the neptunes, them n-gg-s feel my sh-t
kanye, n-gg- feel my sh-t
biggie smalls, he used to love my sh-t
and all the others used to say, “this blood can spit”
outkast, they feel my sh-t
dave banner, he feel my sh-t
e-40, he love my sh-t
and all the others say (yeah!), “blood can spit”
[verse 1: casual]
buh uh, ladies and gents, the mercedes, the benz
i get 80 percent of a major event
better go, better go let it go, i set it for yo, pathetic flow
you don’t know what you headed for (huh!)
from no riches to breaking down blunts with b-tches
and funny n-gg-s still act like they want the business
while you better make a run for the gun store
you know me as god’s child setting your soul free
the poverty stricken, wallabee kicking, top quality spitting
make them all holler “he hitting” (huh!)
i get l-stful over the knowledge i desire so
i expect of my women what a college may require
well-trained (huh!) impalas by the fire
so when i come around, acknowledge that i’m fly-er (huh!)
i’m the west coast rapper with the best flow
and who gon’ protest that? i’m too fresh
[chorus 2: casual]
self scientific, them n-gg-s feel my sh-t
slum village, them n-gg-s love my sh-t
keek the sneak, the n-gg- love my sh-t
and all the others say “this blood can spit”
mf doom, the n-gg- feelin my sh-t
eminem (yeah!), the n-gg- love my sh-t
snoop dogg, the n-gg- feel my sh-t
and all others say “this cause can spit”
[verse 2: casual]
that a way! in manhattan at a matinee
michigan, with a chick again, alize
let’s go to mexico, checks to blow
off that, very special, the extra o
we off to miami, with my family
and i give you the business while sipping the privelage
then scoop to east oakland where all my n-gg-s hear me
light green smoke then sipping on remy
it’s on me, cash, and dame dash
sipping on army with b-tches on harleys
or esaurito with my good friend del
and all we ever drink is white zinfindel
now check it out
[chorus 3:]
n-gg-s feelin’ my sh-t
com(mon) sense (yeah!), my n-gg- feelin’ my sh-t
50 cent (uh huh!), my n-gg- love my sh-t
and all the others say, “this blood can spit”
cee-lo (huh!), n-gg- feelin’ my sh-t
mobb deep (yep!), them n-gg-s feelin’ my sh-t
lil’ jon (huh!), your boy love my sh-t
and all the others say, “this blood can spit”

- jake one

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