How Does it Feel to Ya

*Koffee Brown - background vocals **Midwikid (?) - chorus B-12: hook ***Coo Coo Cal - verses [Koffee Brown] Hey Hey Heey-heeayy [Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal] Can you picture this? It's bout that time we got the tunes Hot on the block sippin' on 'yac like some damn fools Consumin' liquor by the ounce Ya guys is rollin' up to get their grub on Wit the dubs on and the car that bounce Help at the park, barbaques wit roasted pig And can nobody eat until the meat is done and we feed the kids Nieces, nephews, uncles and aunties Yea, you ride wit plenty of folks but ain't got nothin' up on these Seeds from the weed, up out the bangs of optimos A bunch of pimps, playas, and hustlaz to fock the hoes Pros comin' off, when the barbaques done Ain't really focus on that, but hell a playa bound to get some Kids runnin' back-and-fourth cryin' on who pushed them now We all fam, but I be damned if they push my seat down That's how we kick it up in the Mil-town It's real now, but can you feel how we kick-it-up-on these steal grounds [Chorus:1x] *background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown How does it feel to ya Roll up the Swisher baby if it's real to ya Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya Leg breakin', cake bakin', is it trill to ya How does it feel to ya That's how we do it Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it How does it feel to ya...feel me now [Hook: B-12] M-dub, three thugs sittin' on duece dueces Hennessy and gin, need some orange and apple juices Barbaques and half-ounce, bounce wit the music Wide-identical pipes (?) wit dukeys [Verse 2: Coo Coo Cal] Midwest is the timezone When it gets hot We go block-to-block, open up shop, and get our grind on Now I ain't lyin' homes to whoever make a playa change To release the tension, mention basketball and play a game Wit dames on the sideline cheerin' you on And haters that can't play on the side while Cryin' foul, screwin' you on That's how we kick it up in the Mil-town It's real now, but can you feel how we kick-it-up-on these steal grounds [Chorus:1x] *background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown How does it feel to ya Roll up the Swisher baby if it's real to ya Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya Leg breakin', cake bakin', is it trill to ya How does it feel to ya That's how we do it Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it How does it feel to ya...feel me now [Verse 3: Coo Coo Cal] Can you picture this? A bunch of bawlaz ride oldschools A lot of them cut the top, hookin' up decks and sounds to roll to It ain't the old two-hundred twenty twins Mack-10, boss jackin' at the lakefront in the city I'm in Bendin' corners in an orderly fashion Twenty cars deep Creepin' up the street, beatin' dawg so it be mashin' Flashin' bread at them chickenhead Yea they jumpin' in to sin dawg Cuz-it's-about the only thing that'll get 'em fed Hear what I just said Pick 'em up in the presidental rento limo, TV's and (?) Ghetto celeb is the gear we wear Naw ya'll don't hear it there But by the end of this year you gonna feel the player Sippin' on Henn, and Cris is gettin' plenty drunk Which switches from the candy-coupe dawg, an empty front That's how we kick it up in the Mil-town It's real now, but can you feel how we kick-it-up-on these steal grounds [Chorus:1x] *background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown How does it feel to ya Roll up the Swisher baby if it's real to ya Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya Leg breakin', cake bakin', is it trill to ya How does it feel to ya That's how we do it Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it How does it feel to ya...feel me now [Hook: B-12] M-dub, three thugs sittin' on duece dueces Hennessy and gin, need some orange and apple juices Barbaques and half-ounce, bounce wit the music Wide-identical pipes (?) wit dukeys [Chorus:1x] *background chorus vocals - Koffee Brown How does it feel to ya Roll up the Swisher baby if it's real to ya Gangstas, where we from (?) to ya Leg breakin', cake bakin', is it trill to ya How does it feel to ya That's how we do it Hop in the heavy Chevy, corner bend to it Shine up the candy and the twenty-twins to it Get drunk, fill up your cup again to it How does it feel to ya...feel me now [Koffee Brown] Oooooooooh yeaaaa! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Nan-na-na-na-na-na-na Yea, hey, heeay hay hey yea yea Hey, heaay