Feel That

[Intro: Lil Grimm]
Nigga's on the P feel that
Nigga's on the dope feel that
Nigga's on the blow feel this
Watch a wholesome nigga feel that

[Verse 1: Lil Grimm]
Could this be the end, mane? My thoughts, I was assuming
I'm stuck up in my room, but my conscious say I'm doomed
I heard them [?] a bed, tellin' me what life be worth
Heard that voice of mum, sayin' "boy, get up, and go to church"
How can nazis get away, haters just won't let me play
Take their bodies, dump 'em in the river, just like Hardaway
So I spray, spit into the mic because it makes me calm
Thinkin' about [?] words and stay really calm from
Last week, Johnny got the Glock in size [?]
But could this be a thief then, bite that apple from the tree
Could it be alike? Could it be a God? Could it be a way for me to feel free?
What would I receive without the scene? A misery, take me please
Hatred in these niggas bloods, so I hail mary
'Cause everytime I walk the streets it makes me feel scary
You can't even touch the own partner
He might take your prize, he might take your life
To the afterworld, world wiped before your eyes
Is life worth livin'? Is life worth dyin'?
Huh

[Chorus: Reddog]
Yeah, nigga feel that (Nigga what)
Yeah, nigga, nigga feel that (Nigga what)
Yeah, nigga feel that (Nigga what)
Yeah, nigga, nigga, nigga feel that

[Verse 2: Reddog]
Murder cases on my mind, tell me why I do these crimes
Then I find a place in time, now I have to grip my nine
Robbin' spree I'm on a hunt, feelin' like I'm out for lunch
Greedy like the raided ones, now it's time to get it crunk
Jump in to the Chevy-thang, with my pump in the back of the trunk
Two Glocks in my lap, 'cause a player gotta be strapped like jab
Free in the wind, so I cannot cope when I'm on this dope
Niggas look at me like I'm a ho, but they really don't know
Creep into the club with the rocks up under my nuts
And the police on my ass, but I really don't give a damn
Comin' straight back on the track, slangin" that crack, I never slack
When I smack you with the gat, mane I bet your ass get packed
Fuck all you buster ass niggas that talk on the news
'Cause I'm so paranoid, when I'm smokin' that bud
Cut down the Swisher Sweets, fill that bitch with some weed
We gotta get high off that runtz, oh yes, indeed
From the trees, with them green leaves, robbin' hoes in the ease, overseas
'Cause I'm the mane, and they can't complain when they makin' that cheese [?]
Gotta make my pockets swole, dog
Makin' cheese, pimpin' hoes on the down-low
Niggas just don't know when [?] makin' that cashflow
Really though, you don't hear me, though, when I start to flow
When I [?] to the ground
Shootin' that Glock so damn quick at your head
You know [?] even the infrared
Now nigga you dead, but you try to play that hard role
And now my nine from the [?] just blows (Hell no)

[Bridge: Reddog]
Oh, yeah nigga feel that (Nigga, what?)
Ah, ah, nigga feel that (Nigga, what?)

[Verse 3: Lil Grimm]
Y'all hoes [?] dark [?] spook me in the night
See my light, my deadly Glock will leave you in a bloody spot
Messin', mobbin', leave 'em in piles
Why I gotta be so hostile?
Brought a [?] into town, now I'm livin' buckwild
You busters do not hear me, fear me, everybody claimin' evil
After one nigga left, the chrome [?] said there wouldn't be no secret
We rob, we scared ya, we back up in this twilight zone
Busters, please, you take this chance
I swear, I got my damn tone
Respect is our downfall, now but I gotta get this shit
Everybody rappin', where the hell do the [?] be
One day we will make it to the top
No, we won't stop
Pow, pow, watch him jump, put him in the ho spot [?]
[?]
Let me break it down, swoopin' quick
Why the hell ya flaugin'?
Why the hell y'all hoes on my dick?

[Chorus: Lil Grimm & Reddog]
Oh, yeah nigga feel that (Nigga, what?)
Niggas on the West, feel that (Nigga, what?)
Niggas on the East, feel that (Nigga, what?)
Niggas in the South, feel that (Nigga, what?)

[Verse 4: Reddog]
I cut you with a razorblade and dip you in some alcohol
Blood is boilin' hot like a volcano, when the mista fall
Torture you with amounts of pain, that make your veins, pop out your brains
Twist you like a Anaconda [?], I bust your body like a [?]
Please don't slip and make a mistake, cause then your life I have to take
A reapers on the creeper it get deeper when I catch you sleepin'
Take you to another planet, somewhere just like Jupiter
All across the solar system, 'cause I'm so [?]
All I love is murder cause heroin is always in my head
Mista Styles I'm showin', blowin', leavin' all you busters scared
When I click, it ain't no tellin', how [?] quick to use
Readin out my bible, cause my [?] just like voodoo
Wicked and satanic with [?] more than missed a eye
Look at me you try to figure out, am I a nice guy?
But really you don't know cause you don't wanna see my bad side
Realizin', damn it, I was [?] like my kind
On the darkside as I climb up to the mountain top
Slowly, but surely I be takin' you to the stash pot
Menthically, but physically I stack just like a [?]
Attack on [?] busters with the gat, they try to break your back
Creepin' on da comeup, if you run up, you get gunned up
I'm chillin' on the cut and now it's time to blaze a blunt up
My niggas in the [?] posse, we so deep [?] you start your creep
Buckin' on any niggas if you thinkin' that he's hard as me
Handle your damn business if you think you got the bigger nuts
Nigga step on nuts, so my chrome [?]-nine can self destruct
On your ass, super fast, take a [?], when I blast
And I bet you that your ass, when I [?]
With a simple [?], I always have my mask
You so sick and ass busters gonna end up in a body bag

[Chorus: ?]
Nigga what
Oh, yeah nigga feel that (Nigga what?)
Nigga feel that (Nigga what?)
Oh, yeah nigga feel that (What?)
Nigga yeah, nigga feel that

[Outro: ?]
You know what I'm sayin'?
Droppin' these lyrics on your album [?]
[?] we [?], we freestyle, unlike P
We got our own shit (My click down)
I might drop something tomorrow (My click down)
[?]