It Feels So Good Chords by Twista

Tempo:
120.1 bpm
Chords used:

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Abm

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Ebm

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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Twista - It Feels So Good chords
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[Abm]
This one goes [Ebm] out to all [Dbm] sides worldwide
Let that playa [Abm] ask me to switch to be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hating [B] killers and other [Dbm] niggas thrive
And lame motherfuckers [Abm] can barely survive
One morning I woke up next to a dick bitch
Took a shower, dried off, rushed to go deep like [Dbm] Slick Rick
Topped off a session cologne like Dougie Fresh in the flesh
Nigga blessed with success after [Abm] slipping on my slick bitch
That's how I discovered me
Hit the front porch, two women butterly lovely in front of me
Got my head gunned, [Dbm] I sent the bitch in the bed home
Cause one of them got chocolate-baked thighs and the other [Abm] one was a redbone
Where y'all going?
Y'all big as hell, what's your name?
I wanna get up, what y'all doing tonight, shit?
[Dbm] I got some homies that's lonely, never phony, we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies that you be [Abm] tight with
We ain't really gonna be doing too much, though, we're riding around
But we're soundstripping out while we playing games
[Dbm] Tapping the horn at the homies, the gang banging, slang-kang
To maintain, [B] to model, same thing
[Ebm] Oh, we could chill at the crib and play [Ab] phaser, kick some ass a bit
Knee past the crib and get passionate
[Dbm] Grab your buckle and a fastened it and get into some more [B] nasty shit
Lived [Ebm] if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't [Abm] a spin-moving, I ain't got no time to lie
[Dbm] Tell your girls we're gonna be sliding by, but hit the weed to first
Because my clique gotta be [B] riding high, cause it feels so [Ebm] good
It feels so [Ab] good, the way we get in the groove, [B] so [Dbm] good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [B] billies at home
I never run away [Ebm] from home
It feels so [Abm] good, the way we get in the groove, [Dbm] so good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [Ebm] billies at home
I never [Abm] run away from home
Me and my homies hooked up, so time was took up
With niggas we love, smoking on some Bud to flame tight
[E] Tripping off how we surviving this record terrain, they [Abm] try to hang tight
Getting fucked up on gang nights, used to be gang fights
Now we gotta try to relax with the straps, even though we see D-Bo back to [Dbm] back
We still be holding stacks of packs, rolling through a black lax
[Abm] Ashtrays with blunt rares and crack sacks
Hustling and chill is what I'm focusing on, bending through bitches, cribs, hoping to sound
If ain't no stroke, I'm just [Dbm] rolling in low, rolling the cone
Not really tripping because we taking smoke to the [Abm] dome
Bumping the tones while finger floating, having phones glistening from all the sunlight
Peeping the feeds with they hair done tight, booty [Dbm] hung right
And every night we see at least one fight
Hooking up with my fellow Westside [Abm] cliques, not together much
But when we are, it's fat fillies and rug hunts
Despite the envy and jealousy, go after others
[Dbm] Love brothers riding, cause all y'all my motherfuckers
So put the black magic on [Abm] the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gone, the blaze on till my brains blown
Hoping to get my thang on, no matter what rock you [Dbm] stay on
Kicking it round my world, it's the same song
So the mobsters just [Ebm] flame on
First class we was willing for spurting some [Abm] blood
Now we got gators on, hurting them clubs
Resilient tits where they [Eb] serving them dubs
Now we got herpes and buds, straight beating [Dbm] up the block, [Abm] searching for love
Reach up and hit the D [Ebm]-Ball, peep through the smoke, you delight at the vibe
[Abm] He right what the party like
Are you as slime as [B] I, come roll with [Dbm] me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me [Eb] play with you while we riding high
Cause it [B] feels so [Ebm] good
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [Abm] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood [Abm] with billies and hoes, cracking paper when the weather [Ebm] go
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [B] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood with [Gb] billies and hoes, cracking paper [Abm] when the weather go
Sitting back, cruising through the soul breeze
Thinking how can I get mochi, bumping the system, tossing [Dbm] bogeys
I stay on my P's for the popees
Spend [Gb] the village with my doki, [Abm] scoop a P go to the crib
And get my boy to bring a blessing through
Sit on the floor, we'll play some tag in [B] two, lesson [Dbm] two
I'm addressing you, turn out the lights like the world [Ebm] class record crew
Bring out the best in you, [Abm] confessing truth
Lies about your inner thighs and where they been at, hoping maybe
You'll be my lady, [Dbm] what's the potatoes without the gravy
What I'm feeling though, maybe soft with the silicone baby
[Abm] But can you pay me, cause daily
We riding on the ho-strow while rocking dope flows
I lose a spot if I choose the style, we can [Dbm] cruise some blocks
And talk about how later on you coming out your clothes, shoes and socks
Now is that [Abm] news or not, cause I'm a step on the gas low
We're smoking this last so get up, we split it and spill it
Come watch me kill [Dbm] it, send the windows to consulate
Off in the astro with billies, token known
The truck on so I [Abm] really feel it
I'm thinking about not having a rich life but the hood life was still a good life
It never slow, [Dbm] always and forever though
Forever mo, rolling through the ghetto with nowhere to go
Cause [B] it feels [Ebm] so [Ab] good
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To learn Twista - It Feels So Good chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Dbm, Abm and Dbm. A good strategy is to initiate at 60 BPM and then accelerate to the track's regular speed of 120 BPM. Set the capo considering your vocal range and favored chords, aligned with the key: Ab Minor.

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[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This one goes [Ebm] out to all [Dbm] sides worldwide
Let that playa [Abm] ask me to switch to be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hating [B] killers and other [Dbm] niggas thrive
And lame motherfuckers [Abm] can barely survive
One morning I woke up next to a dick bitch
Took a shower, dried off, rushed to go deep like [Dbm] Slick Rick
Topped off a session cologne like Dougie Fresh in the flesh
Nigga blessed with success after [Abm] slipping on my slick bitch
That's how I discovered me
Hit the front porch, two women butterly lovely in front of me
Got my head gunned, [Dbm] I sent the bitch in the bed home
Cause one of them got chocolate-baked thighs and the other [Abm] one was a redbone
Where y'all going?
Y'all big as hell, what's your name?
I wanna get up, what y'all doing tonight, shit?
[Dbm] I got some homies that's lonely, never phony, we on some hype shit
Call up the buddies that you be [Abm] tight with
We ain't really gonna be doing too much, though, we're riding around
But we're soundstripping out while we playing games
[Dbm] Tapping the horn at the homies, the gang banging, slang-kang
To maintain, [B] to model, same thing
[Ebm] Oh, we could chill at the crib and play [Ab] phaser, kick some ass a bit
Knee past the crib and get passionate
[Dbm] Grab your buckle and a fastened it and get into some more [B] nasty shit
Lived [Ebm] if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't [Abm] a spin-moving, I ain't got no time to lie
[Dbm] Tell your girls we're gonna be sliding by, but hit the weed to first
Because my clique gotta be [B] riding high, cause it feels so [Ebm] good
It feels so [Ab] good, the way we get in the groove, [B] so [Dbm] good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [B] billies at home
I never run away [Ebm] from home
It feels so [Abm] good, the way we get in the groove, [Dbm] so good
When I ride on vinyl, rolling through the hood with [Ebm] billies at home
I never [Abm] run away from home
Me and my homies hooked up, so time was took up
With niggas we love, smoking on some Bud to flame tight
[E] Tripping off how we surviving this record terrain, they [Abm] try to hang tight
Getting fucked up on gang nights, used to be gang fights
Now we gotta try to relax with the straps, even though we see D-Bo back to [Dbm] back
We still be holding stacks of packs, rolling through a black lax
[Abm] Ashtrays with blunt rares and crack sacks
Hustling and chill is what I'm focusing on, bending through bitches, cribs, hoping to sound
If ain't no stroke, I'm just [Dbm] rolling in low, rolling the cone
Not really tripping because we taking smoke to the [Abm] dome
Bumping the tones while finger floating, having phones glistening from all the sunlight
Peeping the feeds with they hair done tight, booty [Dbm] hung right
And every night we see at least one fight
Hooking up with my fellow Westside [Abm] cliques, not together much
But when we are, it's fat fillies and rug hunts
Despite the envy and jealousy, go after others
[Dbm] Love brothers riding, cause all y'all my motherfuckers
So put the black magic on [Abm] the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gone, the blaze on till my brains blown
Hoping to get my thang on, no matter what rock you [Dbm] stay on
Kicking it round my world, it's the same song
So the mobsters just [Ebm] flame on
First class we was willing for spurting some [Abm] blood
Now we got gators on, hurting them clubs
Resilient tits where they [Eb] serving them dubs
Now we got herpes and buds, straight beating [Dbm] up the block, [Abm] searching for love
Reach up and hit the D [Ebm]-Ball, peep through the smoke, you delight at the vibe
[Abm] He right what the party like
Are you as slime as [B] I, come roll with [Dbm] me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me [Eb] play with you while we riding high
Cause it [B] feels so [Ebm] good
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [Abm] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood [Abm] with billies and hoes, cracking paper when the weather [Ebm] go
Feels so [Ab] good
How we can get in the breeze [B] like
[Dbm] When I ride up, I don't know
Rolling through the hood with [Gb] billies and hoes, cracking paper [Abm] when the weather go
Sitting back, cruising through the soul breeze
Thinking how can I get mochi, bumping the system, tossing [Dbm] bogeys
I stay on my P's for the popees
Spend [Gb] the village with my doki, [Abm] scoop a P go to the crib
And get my boy to bring a blessing through
Sit on the floor, we'll play some tag in [B] two, lesson [Dbm] two
I'm addressing you, turn out the lights like the world [Ebm] class record crew
Bring out the best in you, [Abm] confessing truth
Lies about your inner thighs and where they been at, hoping maybe
You'll be my lady, [Dbm] what's the potatoes without the gravy
What I'm feeling though, maybe soft with the silicone baby
[Abm] But can you pay me, cause daily
We riding on the ho-strow while rocking dope flows
I lose a spot if I choose the style, we can [Dbm] cruise some blocks
And talk about how later on you coming out your clothes, shoes and socks
Now is that [Abm] news or not, cause I'm a step on the gas low
We're smoking this last so get up, we split it and spill it
Come watch me kill [Dbm] it, send the windows to consulate
Off in the astro with billies, token known
The truck on so I [Abm] really feel it
I'm thinking about not having a rich life but the hood life was still a good life
It never slow, [Dbm] always and forever though
Forever mo, rolling through the ghetto with nowhere to go
Cause [B] it feels [Ebm] so _ [Ab] good _ _ _
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This song was penned by William Salter and Ralph MacDonald.

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