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e-40 - can you feel it? كلمات الأغنية

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[hook]
“can you feel it?”

[verse 1: e-40]
i got a plastic medicine container of that afghani—peep
brought rolling papers, no chemicals, no bleach
i’m about to be in there, to the point where i’mma blur my speech
after i finish this liter of yak and blow this eighth of kief
mannish, don’t bother me, i’ll pop ya
with these 5-point-5-6’s, bust your medulla oblongata
that’ll stop ya, bring you up real proper
spin you around like the propellers on a hiznelicopter
my name ain’t harry, but i’m a potter
my mouth h-lla dry, i need some water
one day i know i’mma die, forgive me father
but i’m living for now, forget tomorrow
i’m a product of my environment, so i ain’t thinking about retirement
i’mma continue to push this yay, f-ck a 401(k)
i f-ck on squaws every day, and i get my helmet ate’n
parole violator, my agent h-lla be hatin’

[hook]
“can you feel it?”

[verse 2: b-legit]
i’m high as gasoline off promethazine
and my whole team, we lean in them cut’ supremes
i keep a couple things, plus a mask or two
a 40 glock with a dot in case i have to
i might blast through, chop it up and bounce
my little homie, he be on me, say i owe an ounce
i tell him ‘catch me in the morning with your bank account
and i’ll just take it off the tab when you cash me out’
i do the m-ss amount of numbers, i’m impeccable
and i ain’t even gon’ lie, i’m off them edibles
you see, my n-gg-s come through, they buy them vegetables
and out-of-town m-th-f-ckas need their medical
i put the work in, i get them dividends
and them benjamins become a n-gg-’s best friend
and everything i’m in, you know it’s off the hinge
it feel good when a real n-gg- win—say it den

[hook]
“can you feel it?”

[verse 3: e-40 + b-legit]
“go on and get your f-ck on”—that’s what i told her
i don’t want her triflin’ -ss no more, y’all can have my leftovers
i ain’t finna be head over heels over no broad, mayne, i’m too fly
i bait my hook up for another fish to fry
see, when a dude f-ck h-lla broads, he’s a player
but when a broad f-ck h-lla dudes, she’s a sl-t
and you wanna know what else—you wanna know what? (what?)
i find out that she was f-ckin’ on one of the homies, i’m f-ckin’ ’em both up
i tell b-tches where i’m from to leave their feelings at home
and if they’re listening, they probably ain’t feeling this song
but am i wrong? standing there looking at me crazy
i’m never f-ckin’ you when these other b-tches pay me
already with the baby, come on with them dollars
i’ll show you where they’re going, then them other hoes’ll follow
i’m off in my impala, 9-fin exact
i just revamped that, put them 10’s in the back

[hook]
“can you feel it?”

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