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Hahaha
Oh yeah
My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (never)
Hahaha
Yeah
Huh
My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down
Ugh
Yeah
My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (hey)
(Westside, westside)
Part two of the war
Bring it, lets do it
Huhuhuh

[Verse 1: Tupac]

Cross this nigga here
Now Biggie tell me who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no fear here
My last four flashed then I mashed his ass
Bastard
Fuck with me bet I blast your ass
So many follow but can't reach me
Caught in a maze
Catch em
Mimicking my style trying to walk this way
Impossible my posse dropping you
We Death Row riders
No need to beg motherfucker ain't no mercy inside us
Feeling blessed
The richer I get the more I stress
Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for death
Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees
Keep my eyes on my foes, those close to me
Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A mercenary for the streets
Check my pedigree
Busting motherfuckers it's the thug in me
Now niggas talk a lotta Bad Boy shit
Then get to squealing
Bitch made catching feeling
Hahaha

[Chorus X2]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings

[Verse 2: Napolean]

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me sipping on 1-5-1
Drunk then a motherfucker
Dropping my gun
Or as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun
But that ain't me
Dog my minds now clear
And that ain't fair dog
Your heart pump fear
In the state I *censored*
You better hide nigga *censored* is near
And you know just as well I do
You ain't no killer
So kill that
You wouldn't kill if you had to
We might wobble but we don't fall down
We take the gospel from Makaveli
Pass it around
Ahhhh, shit
We gonna taste the power
We started the thug trend
The game is ours
Now we coast together
Put our thoughts together
Won't question will we die together
Cause the hour is soon to come
Kadafi trained soldier
I show you how to use your gun
Bring it

[Chorus x2]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings

[Verse 3]

We Yelling
M - A - D - E
N - I - Double G
A
Motherfuckers
And we here to stay
From curb surfing
We working the industry
You kidding me
It's really nothing to me and my king
You see
We in the big things
Eat a dick man
If your hating
We gone ride
'Till the wheels fall off
Pay attention
Screaming
Bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound (ugh)
Ride or die niggas
And we hunting you down
Representing all the real niggas stuck in the trap
Banging out with the po po
Trying to get to some mo'
Street life
Young strugglers
Racing the clock
Ain't no telling when it all can end
Roll or rock
That's the world
With feelings
This a mans world youngin'
The bitches in business
So learn a 'lil something
Hey
Stop running your mouth
You're on the verge of squealing
Bitch made catching feelings
Nigga
Ugh

[Chorus x2]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings

[Verse 4]

Everybody's a gangsta
But don't put in work
Instead of putting on the armor
Niggas put on a skirt
These drugs ain't helping
It only making it worse
And the streets ain't got nothing for me but herbs
I can't trust the church or the mobs
I can only trust God
And to tell you the truth I gotta ride
I only roll with the real
Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

[Chorus x3]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings
Hahaha   Oh yeah   My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (never)   Hahaha   Yeah   Huh   My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down   Ugh   Yeah   My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (hey)   (Westside, westside)   Part two of the war   Bring it, lets do it   Huhuhuh     [Verse 1: Tupac]     Cross this nigga here   Now Biggie tell me who do you fear?   Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no fear here   My last four flashed then I mashed his ass   Bastard   Fuck with me bet I blast your ass   So many follow but can't reach me   Caught in a maze   Catch em   Mimicking my style trying to walk this way   Impossible my posse dropping you   We Death Row riders   No need to beg motherfucker ain't no mercy inside us   Feeling blessed   The richer I get the more I stress   Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for death   Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus   Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees   Keep my eyes on my foes, those close to me   Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and bleed   Me   A mercenary for the streets   Check my pedigree   Busting motherfuckers it's the thug in me   Now niggas talk a lotta Bad Boy shit   Then get to squealing   Bitch made catching feeling   Hahaha     [Chorus X2]    Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown   My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down   Screaming bye bye bitches   Untouchable sound   Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town   Catching Feelings     [Verse 2: Napolean]     Yeah, Napolean..   Picture me sipping on 1-5-1   Drunk then a motherfucker   Dropping my gun   Or as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun   But that ain't me   Dog my minds now clear   And that ain't fair dog   Your heart pump fear   In the state I *censored*   You better hide nigga *censored* is near   And you know just as well I do   You ain't no killer   So kill that   You wouldn't kill if you had to   We might wobble but we don't fall down   We take the gospel from Makaveli   Pass it around   Ahhhh, shit   We gonna taste the power   We started the thug trend   The game is ours   Now we coast together   Put our thoughts together   Won't question will we die together   Cause the hour is soon to come   Kadafi trained soldier   I show you how to use your gun   Bring it     [Chorus x2]    Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown   My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down   Screaming bye bye bitches   Untouchable sound   Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town   Catching Feelings     [Verse 3]     We Yelling   M - A - D - E   N - I - Double G   A   Motherfuckers   And we here to stay   From curb surfing   We working the industry   You kidding me   It's really nothing to me and my king   You see   We in the big things   Eat a dick man   If your hating   We gone ride   'Till the wheels fall off   Pay attention   Screaming   Bye bye bitches   Untouchable sound (ugh)   Ride or die niggas   And we hunting you down   Representing all the real niggas stuck in the trap   Banging out with the po po   Trying to get to some mo'   Street life   Young strugglers   Racing the clock   Ain't no telling when it all can end   Roll or rock   That's the world   With feelings   This a mans world youngin'   The bitches in business   So learn a 'lil something   Hey   Stop running your mouth   You're on the verge of squealing   Bitch made catching feelings   Nigga   Ugh     [Chorus x2]    Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown   My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down   Screaming bye bye bitches   Untouchable sound   Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town   Catching Feelings     [Verse 4]     Everybody's a gangsta   But don't put in work   Instead of putting on the armor   Niggas put on a skirt   These drugs ain't helping   It only making it worse   And the streets ain't got nothing for me but herbs   I can't trust the church or the mobs   I can only trust God   And to tell you the truth I gotta ride   I only roll with the real   Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed     [Chorus x3]    Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown   My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down   Screaming bye bye bitches   Untouchable sound   Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town   Catching Feelings