Feels Good

[Verse 1: The Game] Straight out the motherfuckin' pissy hallway in the projects To parkin' a four door Bentley on my set Same hood, same motherfuckin' steps I sat on and took the plastic off of "Life After Death" Bangin', bonin' Biggie-Biggie I did a 360 The Aftermath for that is the nigga 50 ain’t wit me No hard feelings, we both made millions You can hate me or love me but nigga I spit real shit Like I'm comatose, tell the Doc I'm sick Before Detox, let me take my last Chronic hit Now I am gangsta rap Inhale the weed smoke and coughed up five platinum plaques So I’m a let the nigga Dr. Dre hit Next time I have dreams of fuckin' an R&B bitch I don't make love, I make hits I put a condom on and stuff my dick in this Hip-Hop shit [Chorus: Mýa] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Feels good Oh, gangsta (gangsta) And I keeps it still hood (still hood, yeah) And I keeps it gangsta, yeah (gangsta, yeah) [Verse 2: The Game] I’m that six figga nigga Who got the word from KRS-One and stole the Blueprint from Jigga Niggas yellin' Game did this, Game did that Game ain’t do shit but bring the motherfuckin' West Coast back I hear the whisperin' going on in the hood I sent a motherfuckin' Hallmark card to Suge That nigga know that we all good So you can catch a cab to hell wit them death threats I'm already dead, I put the .38 revolver to my own fucking head Before I let the shit eat my conscience Ain’t a nigga in the world could tell me I can't come through Compton Before I retire my Converse, I'll ride the train Through New York City with the terrorist bombers Somebody tell my mama I'm crazy Poppa was a Rolling Stone so that make me a crack baby I'm in rehab three times a week Because I'm a motherfuckin' fiend for a Dr. Dre beat [Chorus: Mýa] Oh, feels good (feels good) Oh, it's all so gangsta (gangsta) And it's still hood (still hood) And always gon' be gangsta (gangsta) Yeah-eah [Outro: Mýa] Feels good Gangsta Still hood Gangsta