E-40 - Can you feel it? - feat. b-legit lyrics

[Featuring: B-Legit] Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (I want to know) Tha murder weapon Cappin' off safety Keep one in tha chamber ***** You're life is in danger (boyowh!) call me noah 'cause I'm floating cross Tha river droppin' g **** With mo' locls than a Steven Segal (boyaaa!) peep this From tha unforgiven mask murderer Handcuffing tha m-i-c Serving *****s like milky d's Mo' action's than Jackson You never breth again like Toni Braxton When I'm maxing Shooting rhymes like John Paxton And don't forget Tha lights on tha camera So I lick 'em Stick 'em Did 'em Dun 'em Get mo' mellow than I trail 'em To tha darkside And make 'em evacuate with tha swiftness k**in' my fatal flow with tha quickness Ugh! You relly don't wanna see me and my flow (you don't wanna see me, you don't wanna see me) 'cause I can play it like Casper Get real and Then I'm ghost All I want to know Fool! Can you feel it? *****! (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (I want to know) (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (I want to know) Uuh!? ***** who tha **** you talkin' to? Talkin' yo *** mutha****a' You's got no clue I'll be your huckleberry (huckleberry) Tha black doc holiday I do's me? with my stainless steel plates Serial number scratch off must be a throw away Mutha****az expect me to come soft But fool I'm here to stay (gunshots) Blow, bllaarraah, muth****az, blast mutha****ers (gunshots end) Release tha tec No chop to tha bank It's hot No rock 'n' jock You big bullies done turned a semi automatic Into a fully I like tha times with my social thugs Stay away from tha Brushing up on my shooting sk**z Private property land Aiming at acorns coke bottles and aluminum cans Walkin' around this mutha****a with ya lips Closed out Fools know wut I'm about Mutha**** you! (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (I want to know) (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (I want to know) Verse 3: spice-1 A whu, a whu A 1-2-3 It's tha motha****in' k**a Bailin' up out tha caddy With tha infrared up on my milla Meet ya motha****in' head up With the barrel up in his mouth Creepin' up in ya ****in' house Leave ya brain on tha couch Just some sick **** From some *****s Who really don't give a **** 1990-sick up on this album all you snitches duck Blaw! Triple gold knack off Be holdin my tire on ****in' with tha alcohol, tobacco and tha firearm My ***** e-4-0 Double jeff And kyoz You way off And hoes like a fro You gunn stay soft That's why I'm pickin' on ya *** Ya phony ***** East bay gangstas for life Str8 1-8-7 k**as Blaw! Yeah man We just take 'em got 'em Put tha barrel in they mouth and just blaw! Man Just takin' motha****in' brains out like that 'cause really don't give a **** Blaw! (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (I want to know) (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (can you feel it baby?) Ugh, yeah (I want to know)