Spice 1 - Can U Feel It lyrics

Chorus: Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (i want to know) Verse 1: young kyoz Here i come steppin' Tha murder weapon Cappin' off safety Keep one in tha chamber n***a Your life is in danger (boyowh!) call me cuz i'm floating cross Tha river droppin g sh** Wit mo' kicks than a steven segal (boyaaa!) peep this From tha unforgiven mask murderer Handcuffing tha m-i-c Serving n***az like miky d's Mo' action's than jackson U never breath again like toni braxton When i'm maxing Shooting rhymes like john paxson And don't forget Tha lights on tha carmera So i lick 'em Stick 'em Did 'em Dun 'em Get mo' mellow than i trail 'em To tha darkside And make 'em evacuate wit tha sickness k**in' my fatal flow wit tha quickness Ugh! U really don't wanna see me and my flow (u don't wanna see me, u don't wanna see me) cuz i can play it like Casper Get real Then i'm ghost All i want to know Fool! Can u feel it? n***a! (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (i want to know) (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (i want to know) Verse 2: e-40 Uuhh!/ n***a who tha f** u talkin to? Talkin ya a** muthaf**a U's got no clue I'll be your huckleberry (huckleberry) Tha black I fill me mildow wit my Serial number scratch off must be a throw away Muthaf**az expect me to come soft But fool i'm here to stay (gunshots) Blow, bllaarraah, muthaf**az, blastmuthaf**az (gunshots end) Release tha tec No chop to tha bank It's hot No rock n jock U big bullies get turned to semi automactics Get too of full a** I like tha times wit my social thugs Stay away from tha Brushing up on my shooting sk**z Charge of property land Aiming at coke bottle and aluminuim can Walkin' around this muthaf**a wit ya lips Closed out Fools know wut i'm about Muthaf** u! (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (i want to know) (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (i want to know) Verse 3: spice-1 A whu, a whu A 1-2-3 It's tha muthaf**in' k**a Bailin' up out tha caddy Wit tha inferred up on my milla See ya muthaf**in' head up Wit this muthaf**in' in his mouth Creepin' up in ya f**in' house Leave ya brain on tha couch Just some g sh** From some n***az Who really don't give a f** 1990-sick up on this album all u b**hes duck Bbllaawwhhh! Triple gold knack off Be holdin my tire on f**in' wit tha alcohol, tobacco and tha firearm My n***a e-4-0 Double jeff And kyoz U way off Hoes like a fro And u gunn stay soft That's why i'm pickin' on ya a** Ya fony n***a East bay gangstaz for life Str8 1-8-7 k**az Talkin': Bbllaawwhh! Yeah man We just take em got em Put tha barrol in they mouth and just bbllaawwhh! Man Just takin' muthaf**in' grims out they mouth Cuz really don't give a f** Bbllaawwh!!!! (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (i want to know) (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (can u feel it baby?) Uuuuugggghhhhh, yeah (i want to know) (chorus to fade)