Make ’Em Feel It H.A.W.K. (Ft. Trae tha Truth)

[Hook]
We gon make, you niggas feel this
Put your hands in the air, and pump your fists
Make you tear the club up everytime, we spit
So listen to this real shit

[H.A.W.K.]
I'ma make 'em feel it, like you feel the holy spirit
When you hear it you fear it, and your mind can't clear it
You hear it, now bob your head
You heard what I said, get wild like a bull seeing red
Why you acting like you scared, throw your hands in the air
And shake your derriere, for this Southside playa
Beware, of the lyric content
Cause shit is my scent, and it's highly evident
These cats got me bent, they must be crazy
I rock like Jay-Z, and these labels they pay me
You lazy, and out of your belligerent mind
To think your cash flow, is equivalent to mine
I done waste time, on wine and dine
I spit rhymes and grind, and meet my deadline
I'm smart like Einstein, the savior of mankind
I flow like enzymes, and I'll blow your mind

[Hook]
We gon make, you niggas feel this
Put your hands in the air, and pump your fists
Make you tear the club up everytime, we spit
Cause we gon make you feel this
We gon make, you niggas feel this
Put your hands in the air, and pump your fists
Make you tear the club up everytime, we spit
So listen to this real shit