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