Do What I Feel Lyrics
| Song | Do What I Feel |
| Artist | Tha Dogg Pound |
| Album | Dogg Food |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt, Rage | |
| Verse one：kurupt, daz | |
| Now here's the perfect niche to let it bubble and foam | |
| Wait these seconds then watch the microphone get blown | |
| It's the mischevious, lyrical genius on the loose | |
| And i pack the deuce deuce of some act right juice | |
| I'm in my own, space and time | |
| The elevation of my rhymes elevates your mind | |
| It's a clear blue sky and a clear blue day | |
| Foe a g from dpg to wear clear blue and gray | |
| I come i came, i am i ain't | |
| The nigga ya wants ta fuck with, get peeled like paint | |
| Bottoms up, nigga give it all ya got | |
| From the bottom to the top or get shanked get shot | |
| Provocative footage, of this lyrical abuse transgression | |
| From this infectious enemy, they on the loose | |
| And unstoppable, daz | |
| My motherfuckin nigga from back in the past | |
| Now imagine yourself in a bottomless pit | |
| With no way your climbin out, and this ain't the punishment | |
| Deadly as crystal crack, how should i react | |
| With intentions to keep on mashin, strap to strap | |
| Is this my boundary from county to county? | |
| Your homies wanna try to soak me like bounty? | |
| Dogg poung gangsta all day all night | |
| Partyin like a motherfuckin now all night | |
| But uhh, simple as fact i been wantin to serve your whole fuckin crew | |
| Now whatchu wanna do? (hmm, whatchu wanna do? yeah) | |
| Load up your weapon slowly step in caught your homey straight slippin | |
| You shoulda known from the jump nigga that i was trippin | |
| I gets to bustin (blaow blaow) you gets to duckin (blaow blaow) | |
| Dogg pound gangsta gets to dippin in the cut | |
| My performance is enormous the way that i stayed up on em | |
| I catch em and let em have it what's up, with my opponents | |
| I hold it down for the two and i'll be gunned down by no one | |
| Forever i reign, top dogg number one | |
| My rhyme ?to some inflanable? and doggs that's untrainable | |
| Uncontainable, my mind state's so strainable | |
| Chorus: daz, kurupt | |
| [daz] i'm a d.p.g.c. for life | |
| [duo] i do what i feel and, i do what i like | |
| (repeat 4x) | |
| Verse two: kurupt, rage | |
| I hits it like shots, from the homey strap | |
| I smoke indo, and i sip cog-nac | |
| Give a fuck whatcha name is, i tell ya quick | |
| Face to face, punk you can eat a dick | |
| Cause you're all out of time, out of sight | |
| Out of mind, somethin i wouldn't do without a nine | |
| I got a pocket full of papers and a trunk full of beat | |
| Mashin all through the streets rollin wit some heat | |
| I'm heated, repeat it, day after day | |
| Daily survival tactics in l.a. | |
| I'm on point and alert | |
| With skills like a huntin expert, fuck around and get hurt | |
| Lurked, i puts in work like a chemist | |
| Mentally known to cause motherfuckin dilemmas | |
| See me in black and beware | |
| It's a dogg pound gangsta on the loose out there | |
| Now here's the kickoff, as i'm about to rip off | |
| Rage is knockin lips off, travellin like a spitball, i hit y'all | |
| Right between the eyes, smack dab in the middle | |
| With my rhymes or my riddles, ain't got no time to fiddle | |
| Faddle, dibble, dabble | |
| Gotta rock like fraggle | |
| I'm hittin so hard i'm leavin that i'm leavin em snaggled | |
| Like leon spinks this black cat's got ya jinxed | |
| Fuck around and you'll get chipped off like the sphinx | |
| Think, about it, better yet forget it | |
| Uhh, play like en vogue cause you're never gonna get it | |
| The style, the flavor, the flow, the so-lo-ist | |
| Hit you in a second, one two mic checkin | |
| That's my lethal weapon like a chain and ball | |
| I'm wreckin, shop, tech and, glock | |
| Not in my pocket, no need for cock and | |
| Gauges just flip the scripts and rippin pages rage is | |
| The amazin, trail-blazin | |
| Flows shavin like norelco you can't let go, hell no! | |
| I'm that lyrical murderer | |
| Stranded on the row with my ill type flow and uhh... |
| zuo ci : Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt, Rage | |
| Verse one: kurupt, daz | |
| Now here' s the perfect niche to let it bubble and foam | |
| Wait these seconds then watch the microphone get blown | |
| It' s the mischevious, lyrical genius on the loose | |
| And i pack the deuce deuce of some act right juice | |
| I' m in my own, space and time | |
| The elevation of my rhymes elevates your mind | |
| It' s a clear blue sky and a clear blue day | |
| Foe a g from dpg to wear clear blue and gray | |
| I come i came, i am i ain' t | |
| The nigga ya wants ta fuck with, get peeled like paint | |
| Bottoms up, nigga give it all ya got | |
| From the bottom to the top or get shanked get shot | |
| Provocative footage, of this lyrical abuse transgression | |
| From this infectious enemy, they on the loose | |
| And unstoppable, daz | |
| My motherfuckin nigga from back in the past | |
| Now imagine yourself in a bottomless pit | |
| With no way your climbin out, and this ain' t the punishment | |
| Deadly as crystal crack, how should i react | |
| With intentions to keep on mashin, strap to strap | |
| Is this my boundary from county to county? | |
| Your homies wanna try to soak me like bounty? | |
| Dogg poung gangsta all day all night | |
| Partyin like a motherfuckin now all night | |
| But uhh, simple as fact i been wantin to serve your whole fuckin crew | |
| Now whatchu wanna do? hmm, whatchu wanna do? yeah | |
| Load up your weapon slowly step in caught your homey straight slippin | |
| You shoulda known from the jump nigga that i was trippin | |
| I gets to bustin blaow blaow you gets to duckin blaow blaow | |
| Dogg pound gangsta gets to dippin in the cut | |
| My performance is enormous the way that i stayed up on em | |
| I catch em and let em have it what' s up, with my opponents | |
| I hold it down for the two and i' ll be gunned down by no one | |
| Forever i reign, top dogg number one | |
| My rhyme ? to some inflanable? and doggs that' s untrainable | |
| Uncontainable, my mind state' s so strainable | |
| Chorus: daz, kurupt | |
| daz i' m a d. p. g. c. for life | |
| duo i do what i feel and, i do what i like | |
| repeat 4x | |
| Verse two: kurupt, rage | |
| I hits it like shots, from the homey strap | |
| I smoke indo, and i sip cognac | |
| Give a fuck whatcha name is, i tell ya quick | |
| Face to face, punk you can eat a dick | |
| Cause you' re all out of time, out of sight | |
| Out of mind, somethin i wouldn' t do without a nine | |
| I got a pocket full of papers and a trunk full of beat | |
| Mashin all through the streets rollin wit some heat | |
| I' m heated, repeat it, day after day | |
| Daily survival tactics in l. a. | |
| I' m on point and alert | |
| With skills like a huntin expert, fuck around and get hurt | |
| Lurked, i puts in work like a chemist | |
| Mentally known to cause motherfuckin dilemmas | |
| See me in black and beware | |
| It' s a dogg pound gangsta on the loose out there | |
| Now here' s the kickoff, as i' m about to rip off | |
| Rage is knockin lips off, travellin like a spitball, i hit y' all | |
| Right between the eyes, smack dab in the middle | |
| With my rhymes or my riddles, ain' t got no time to fiddle | |
| Faddle, dibble, dabble | |
| Gotta rock like fraggle | |
| I' m hittin so hard i' m leavin that i' m leavin em snaggled | |
| Like leon spinks this black cat' s got ya jinxed | |
| Fuck around and you' ll get chipped off like the sphinx | |
| Think, about it, better yet forget it | |
| Uhh, play like en vogue cause you' re never gonna get it | |
| The style, the flavor, the flow, the soloist | |
| Hit you in a second, one two mic checkin | |
| That' s my lethal weapon like a chain and ball | |
| I' m wreckin, shop, tech and, glock | |
| Not in my pocket, no need for cock and | |
| Gauges just flip the scripts and rippin pages rage is | |
| The amazin, trailblazin | |
| Flows shavin like norelco you can' t let go, hell no! | |
| I' m that lyrical murderer | |
| Stranded on the row with my ill type flow and uhh... |
| zuò cí : Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt, Rage | |
| Verse one: kurupt, daz | |
| Now here' s the perfect niche to let it bubble and foam | |
| Wait these seconds then watch the microphone get blown | |
| It' s the mischevious, lyrical genius on the loose | |
| And i pack the deuce deuce of some act right juice | |
| I' m in my own, space and time | |
| The elevation of my rhymes elevates your mind | |
| It' s a clear blue sky and a clear blue day | |
| Foe a g from dpg to wear clear blue and gray | |
| I come i came, i am i ain' t | |
| The nigga ya wants ta fuck with, get peeled like paint | |
| Bottoms up, nigga give it all ya got | |
| From the bottom to the top or get shanked get shot | |
| Provocative footage, of this lyrical abuse transgression | |
| From this infectious enemy, they on the loose | |
| And unstoppable, daz | |
| My motherfuckin nigga from back in the past | |
| Now imagine yourself in a bottomless pit | |
| With no way your climbin out, and this ain' t the punishment | |
| Deadly as crystal crack, how should i react | |
| With intentions to keep on mashin, strap to strap | |
| Is this my boundary from county to county? | |
| Your homies wanna try to soak me like bounty? | |
| Dogg poung gangsta all day all night | |
| Partyin like a motherfuckin now all night | |
| But uhh, simple as fact i been wantin to serve your whole fuckin crew | |
| Now whatchu wanna do? hmm, whatchu wanna do? yeah | |
| Load up your weapon slowly step in caught your homey straight slippin | |
| You shoulda known from the jump nigga that i was trippin | |
| I gets to bustin blaow blaow you gets to duckin blaow blaow | |
| Dogg pound gangsta gets to dippin in the cut | |
| My performance is enormous the way that i stayed up on em | |
| I catch em and let em have it what' s up, with my opponents | |
| I hold it down for the two and i' ll be gunned down by no one | |
| Forever i reign, top dogg number one | |
| My rhyme ? to some inflanable? and doggs that' s untrainable | |
| Uncontainable, my mind state' s so strainable | |
| Chorus: daz, kurupt | |
| daz i' m a d. p. g. c. for life | |
| duo i do what i feel and, i do what i like | |
| repeat 4x | |
| Verse two: kurupt, rage | |
| I hits it like shots, from the homey strap | |
| I smoke indo, and i sip cognac | |
| Give a fuck whatcha name is, i tell ya quick | |
| Face to face, punk you can eat a dick | |
| Cause you' re all out of time, out of sight | |
| Out of mind, somethin i wouldn' t do without a nine | |
| I got a pocket full of papers and a trunk full of beat | |
| Mashin all through the streets rollin wit some heat | |
| I' m heated, repeat it, day after day | |
| Daily survival tactics in l. a. | |
| I' m on point and alert | |
| With skills like a huntin expert, fuck around and get hurt | |
| Lurked, i puts in work like a chemist | |
| Mentally known to cause motherfuckin dilemmas | |
| See me in black and beware | |
| It' s a dogg pound gangsta on the loose out there | |
| Now here' s the kickoff, as i' m about to rip off | |
| Rage is knockin lips off, travellin like a spitball, i hit y' all | |
| Right between the eyes, smack dab in the middle | |
| With my rhymes or my riddles, ain' t got no time to fiddle | |
| Faddle, dibble, dabble | |
| Gotta rock like fraggle | |
| I' m hittin so hard i' m leavin that i' m leavin em snaggled | |
| Like leon spinks this black cat' s got ya jinxed | |
| Fuck around and you' ll get chipped off like the sphinx | |
| Think, about it, better yet forget it | |
| Uhh, play like en vogue cause you' re never gonna get it | |
| The style, the flavor, the flow, the soloist | |
| Hit you in a second, one two mic checkin | |
| That' s my lethal weapon like a chain and ball | |
| I' m wreckin, shop, tech and, glock | |
| Not in my pocket, no need for cock and | |
| Gauges just flip the scripts and rippin pages rage is | |
| The amazin, trailblazin | |
| Flows shavin like norelco you can' t let go, hell no! | |
| I' m that lyrical murderer | |
| Stranded on the row with my ill type flow and uhh... |
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