Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Cm
Bb
Ha ha, ha ha
Cm
Bb
What? '96 and forever
Rok- a- blok, Roc- A- Fella
Verse 2
it realer than most)
Fill the glass to the top with Moet
Feel the Lex pushing up on the set
(Brooklyn)
I'm feelin' it
Cm
Feel the high that you get from the lye
If you feel it raise your L in the sky
Verse 3
you're feeling it
I keep on spilling it
I got the skill for this
looking ill as shit
Cm
Transactions illegitimate 'cause life is still a bitch,
and then you die
close your eyes and feel this dick
had nothing to live for like them lifers but
We paid the price to circle us, success,
I'm 'bout to hit these niggas with some
If every nigga in your clique is rich,
your clique is rugged
will be each others crutches
These are the rules I follow in my life,
Jiggy- jigga looking gully in the joint
Bb
If y'all niggas ain't talking 'bout large money,
what's the point?
Verse 4
Fill the glass to the top with Moet
Feel the Lex pushing up on the set
Feel the high that you get from
Feelin' it
If you feel it raise your L in the sky
Verse 5
I ain't complaining
Bb
I'm in the rain doing a buck 40, hydroplaning, what,
shorty?
son?) Maintaining
of these rappers ain't in
Cm
I'm living, the ill street blues got
you hunger painin'
Bb
Nothing to gain and a whole lot to lose,
you still singing, fool
my name be ringing
Bb
Warming it up for the perfect time to hit your brain,
and
Cm
Ya feelin' it? To all the girls that bought
No doubt, they can vouch
Bb
'95 South and Papi on the Hill and shit
And all the towns like Cambridge
And all the thorough- ass
Throw your joints in the air one
Bb
These fake rappers can't really know I'm loving it,
you feeling it?
Verse 6
Fill the glass to the top with Moet
Feel the Lex pushing up on the set
Feel the high that you get from the lye
If you feel it raise your L in the sky
Verse 7
Bb
Fill the glass to the top with Moet
Feelin' it
Feel the Lex pushing up
on the set
I'm feelin' it
Cm
Feel the high that you get from the lye
If you feel it raise your
L in the sky
Verse 8
that nigga Jay hot?
The Cristals they keep
my momma prayed I'd stop
me with a fatal shot
Those nightmares, ma,
Cm
those dreams that you say you've got
Bb
Give me the chills but these mills,
well, they make me hot
Y'all don't feel me,
keep me feeling tight
I'm so confused,
look, I don't need that now
there's nothing to do
Bb
And the tension gets too thick for my
sober mind to cut through
Cm
I get to zoning, me and this chick on
I free my mind sometimes
Take one more toke then I leave
It got me going, shit
Verse 9
Fill the glass to the top with Moet
Feel the Lex pushing up on the set
Feel the high that you get from
Bb
the lye
Feelin' it
If you feel it raise your L in the sky
Verse 10
Bb
Fill the glass to the top with Moet
Feelin' it
Feel the Lex pushing up on the set
Feel the high that you get from the lye
If you feel it raise your L in the sky
Verse 11
Cm
I'm feelin' it fill the glass to the top with Moet,
Moet, Moet, Moet
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