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Free Ackrite – How It Feel

Nyne Six
You know?
How you feel ’bout that?
I’m that nigga that they keep yappin’ ’bout

[Verse 1]
I’m the no scope nigga
How you feel ’bout that?
A DJ Quik, I throw the beat like that
And if I’m on the road then I’ll be right back
And if my heart getting cold then it might turn black
That’s on my moms
I got the world all on my palms
I got killers riding with me, right up under my arms
I know they love me like I love ’em too
And if it ain’t the hood, I ain’t comfortable
Yeah I’m just being honest
I just bought a Benz with some millage
Hat to the back yeah they’ll dodge us

You know what’s happening
You know what’s up fool
We with the white folks eating all the good food
I know these niggas want me dead now
I’m leaving messages on unread now
I got the city painted red now
I bet you tryna’ be my friend now

I’m not trying to impress anybody
This is just the situations that just happen
They’re just causes that have been dealt
You feel me?
I actually wouldn’t glorify you being gangster
That’s not who you supposed to glorify
You’re supposed to glorify something that happens
Say, our day ones sell drugs
I would never sell drugs if I didn’t feel like that was absolutely necessary
Don’t want to mess with me and progress

[Verse 2]
And first duece
I’ma let it loose
I’ma speak the truth bout these niggas in the booth
Cause they don’t got the juice like that
No, no
And they don’t run the streets like that
No, no
Look, and listening to 50 I just had to get up on it
And if you rocking with me then niggas better show it
And if you see a Bently then my nigga probably own it
And if she coming with me then you know she want it how I want it
She want it how I want it
I’m just being honest

You know, I guess we just some kind of neutral thing going on
You know what I’m saying?
Ha, she see a nigga shining
You know, a brand new whip
You know she intregged by a young nigga
You know what I’m saying
This is just how we do shit over you here
You know what I’m talm ’bout?
But don’t get shit twisted