Can U Feel It

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

Bank, roll, ride

G, up, hahaha

What's up?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Man, all around the world

So many different states

So many different faces

So many gun cases

At my age, ain't a time at my level now

So many different placements

In several arrangements

Hard to have a good time cause I don't club

And conversate with bustas

They gets no love

Make it happen with that bomb and that round

Drop these little niggas down

We all tryin' to come up

Always remember my friend

The world will change again

Like Layla Hathaway said

Then you might have to go back

To everywhere you been

Drop of a dime, drop of a hat

Take it to the front now bring it on back

Diamond in the back, Cadillac stack

Gotta do like Jagged Edge and show 'em where the party at

Break it down for me

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Where the house party at?

In a hood near you

Come into the hood, let me show you what we do

Round 'em up, let's get to hittin' and crackin'

Where all the little hood rats throwin' some action?

Tonight I'm gon' get the little homie laid

And show 'em how the grown folks party parade

G to a T, e'rybody

Just a couple little bustas is in the party

I'm a Shanghai Knight rollin' with the Black Knights

In Long Beach, got 'em comin' to L.A

We gon' do it all night and do it all day

And grab a couple little mamas, see what they say

You in or you out, you out or you in

Together we ride, together we spin

Together we move, together we dip

Together we roll, together we trip

Break it down for me

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Now make 'em move somethin'

Now make 'em break it down

C-walk homie, walk 'round and 'round

Now make 'em move somethin'

Make 'em break it down

Thug walk homie, walk 'round and 'round

Nigga, California Love on the low

Gotta let these funny-ass motherfuckers know

It's all about peace on the streets in the streets

And that's what makes e'rything complete

Nigga, California Love so loud

And that's what make California so proud

To all my Latino homies, you keep smashin'

And that goes to all my Latino assassins

Break it down for me

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Now make 'em move somethin'

Now make 'em break it down

C-walk homie, walk 'round and 'round

Now make 'em move somethin'

Make 'em break it down

Thug walk homie, walk 'round and 'round

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Now make 'em move somethin'

Now make 'em break it down

Walk homie, walk 'round and 'round

Now make 'em move somethin'

Now make 'em break it down

Walk homie, walk 'round and 'round