Chorus:
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(i want to know)
Verse 1: young kyoz
Here i come steppin'
Tha murder weapon
Cappin' off safety
Keep one in tha chamber
n***a
Your life is in danger
(boyowh!) call me cuz i'm floating cross
Tha river droppin g sh**
Wit mo' kicks than a steven segal
(boyaaa!) peep this
From tha unforgiven mask murderer
Handcuffing tha m-i-c
Serving n***az like miky d's
Mo' action's than jackson
U never breath again like toni braxton
When i'm maxing
Shooting rhymes like john paxson
And don't forget
Tha lights on tha carmera
So i lick 'em
Stick 'em
Did 'em
Dun 'em
Get mo' mellow than i trail 'em
To tha darkside
And make 'em evacuate wit tha sickness
k**in' my fatal flow wit tha quickness
Ugh!
U really don't wanna see me and my flow
(u don't wanna see me, u don't wanna see me) cuz i can play it like
Casper
Get real
Then i'm ghost
All i want to know
Fool!
Can u feel it?
n***a!
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(i want to know)
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(i want to know)
Verse 2: e-40
Uuhh!/
n***a who tha f** u talkin to?
Talkin ya a** muthaf**a
U's got no clue
I'll be your huckleberry (huckleberry)
Tha black
I fill me mildow wit my
Serial number scratch off must be a throw away
Muthaf**az expect me to come soft
But fool i'm here to stay
(gunshots)
Blow, bllaarraah, muthaf**az, blastmuthaf**az
(gunshots end)
Release tha tec
No chop to tha bank
It's hot
No rock n jock
U big bullies get turned to semi automactics
Get too of full a**
I like tha times wit my social thugs
Stay away from tha
Brushing up on my shooting sk**z
Charge of property land
Aiming at coke bottle and aluminuim can
Walkin' around this muthaf**a wit ya lips
Closed out
Fools know wut i'm about
Muthaf** u!
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(i want to know)
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(i want to know)
Verse 3: spice-1
A whu, a whu
A 1-2-3
It's tha muthaf**in' k**a
Bailin' up out tha caddy
Wit tha inferred up on my milla
See ya muthaf**in' head up
Wit this muthaf**in' in his mouth
Creepin' up in ya f**in' house
Leave ya brain on tha couch
Just some g sh**
From some n***az
Who really don't give a f**
1990-sick up on this album all u b**hes duck
Bbllaawwhhh!
Triple gold knack off
Be holdin my tire on
f**in' wit tha alcohol, tobacco and tha firearm
My n***a e-4-0
Double jeff
And kyoz
U way off
Hoes like a fro
And u gunn stay soft
That's why i'm pickin' on ya a**
Ya fony n***a
East bay gangstaz for life
Str8 1-8-7 k**az
Talkin':
Bbllaawwhh!
Yeah man
We just take em got em
Put tha barrol in they mouth and just bbllaawwhh!
Man
Just takin' muthaf**in' grims out they mouth
Cuz really don't give a f**
Bbllaawwh!!!!
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(i want to know)
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(can u feel it baby?)
Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah
(i want to know)
(chorus to fade)