Can You Feel Me - Dru Down

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…