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 n***a 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 a**
ba*tard
f** with me bet I blast your a**
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 d**h Row riders
No need to beg motherf**er ain't no mercy inside us
Feeling blessed
The richer I get the more I stress
Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for d**h
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 n***as catch strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A mercenary for the streets
Check my pedigree
Busting motherf**ers it's the thug in me
Now n***as talk a lotta Bad Boy sh**
Then get to squealing
b**h made catching feeling
Hahaha
[Chorus X2]
Outlaw n***as are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye b**hes
Untouchable sound
n***as 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 motherf**er
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 n***a *censored* is near
And you know just as well I do
You ain't no k**er
So k** that
You wouldn't k** if you had to
We might wobble but we don't fall down
We take the gospel from Makaveli
Pa** it around
Ahhhh, sh**
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 n***as are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye b**hes
Untouchable sound
n***as hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings
[Verse 3]
We Yelling
M - A - D - E
N - I - Double G
A
Motherf**ers
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 b**hes
Untouchable sound (ugh)
Ride or die n***as
And we hunting you down
Representing all the real n***as 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 b**hes in business
So learn a 'lil something
Hey
Stop running your mouth
You're on the verge of squealing
b**h made catching feelings
n***a
Ugh
[Chorus x2]
Outlaw n***as are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye b**hes
Untouchable sound
n***as 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
n***as put on a skirt
These d** 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 k**ed
[Chorus x3]
Outlaw n***as are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye b**hes
Untouchable sound
n***as hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings