Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can You Feel Me, artist - Dru Down. Album song Dru Down's Greatest Hits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.12.2006
Record label: Pimp On
Song language: English
Can You Feel Me |
Hmmm huh huh… |
Woooooo… |
Yeyah… |
It’s Dru Down baby |
Yeyah. |
Comin straight from that izno… |
No play… |
Matta fact… |
Listen to my… baby |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m doin' what I gotta do, stayin' true to tha crew |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m deep down and dirty, I grew up hella early |
Can you feel me? |
I said I fantasize about tha dreams, havin' big fancy things |
Can you feel me? |
I can still remember when I stole my first diamond ring |
O.K., I’m deep down and dirty |
You heard me before |
But I’mma kick this shit |
Like I be kickin' in some front doors |
Now po-po or 5−0 |
Straight on that real |
Always been real |
Fifteen blocks down tha |
Street from that feel |
But still see |
Niggas have got it wrong |
That po-po is 5−0 |
And that is my ho |
Come and see me some time |
Bust a rim and bust a rhyme |
After that I fucked that Remy |
Bust a rhyme and get a dime |
And lets smoke, choke |
Until the break of dusk |
Fuck that bitch dawn |
And puttin' a penny in my palm |
Understand this |
I rolls deep in tha five |
I’ve been down with tha five |
I gets dirty in tha five |
And do a hoo ride. |
(Why?) |
That is tha question |
Devils be guessin' |
Don’t question, stressin' |
Livin' in tha ghetto |
Hello! |
Ya betta hear me |
And if ya don’t |
Ya betta really try to feel me… |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m doin' what I gotta do, stayin' true to tha crew |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m deep down and dirty, I grew up hella early |
Can you feel me? |
I said I fantasize about tha dreams, havin' big fancy things |
Can you feel me? |
I can still remember when I stole my first diamond ring |
Momma always told me |
It’d be days like this |
So I took myself to Traders |
Bought myself a fo-fifth |
And some clips |
Shit was gettin' hectic |
Check this nigga’s try ta wrecka |
Veteran etcetera |
And I bet ya ya life has never been a taken like, I’m deep down and |
Dirty early |
But see Pearly |
At tha age of three |
Took my ass in |
Beause my momma was deceased |
I still ended up a with tha gangsta |
Comin' from tha street |
Talkin' mentality, causin' casualties |
Don’t be mad at me |
I’m D.D., pimp playa O.G., |
Born up in tha city of tha O.A.K.L.A.N.D |
Ghetto-bound hustla, no sucka, serious about my bussiness |
What is this? |
Now dig this, I overnite became rich |
I’m me, not tha ordinary nigga from tha street |
Grew up, threw up, to what I wanted to be, and what I sing… |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m doin' what I gotta do, stayin' true to tha crew |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m deep down and dirty, I grew up hella early |
Can you feel me? |
I said I fantasize about tha dreams, havin' big fancy things |
Can you feel me? |
I can still remember when I stole my first diamond ring |
It didn’t matta my money was gettin' low, I’m on tha struggle |
Whatever a nigga go fo, he gots me on tha double |
But solo, cause niggas be bitches and snitches at tha same time |
But I’m, a go and get my nine |
And find these niggas who be talkin' a hell of a lot a to |
These bitches, these bitches who be talkin' a hell of a lot a to these |
Niggas who be riggas, but I’m a go and hit and do a diggum smack |
And take to yo' ass back to tha future |
Smoke super, I’m rollin' in tha six eight Couger |
A Ruger, a mastermind like Lex Luger |
It ain’t no thang, like a chicken wing |
With a waffle from Roscoe’s, our mission |
Is never impossible. |
Not fo me see, so fuck that old series, you stuck |
On that screen I laugh, I’m over mescaline. |
Aha ha ha… I see a |
Dream as a triple beam, with hella dough from a mutha fucka, with no |
Cut bro… |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m doin' what I gotta do, stayin' true to tha crew |
Can you feel me? |
I said I’m deep down and dirty, I grew up hella early |
Can you feel me? |
I said I fantasize about tha dreams, havin' big fancy things |
Can you feel me? |
I can still remember when I stole my first diamond ring |
Yeyah… |
Can you feel me? |
Grew up, threw up, to what I wanted to be and what I sing |
Can you feel me? |
Can ya, can ya… |
That’s what I want fo you to feel me… |