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| Catchin Feelins
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Hahaha
Oh yeah
My home boys might squabble but we dont fall down (never)
Hahaha
Yeah
Huh
My home boys might squabble but we dont fall down
Ugh
Yeah
My home boys might squabble but we dont 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?
Aint 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 cant 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 aint 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 Im 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 its 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 dont 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 aint me
Dog my minds now clear
And that aint 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 aint no killer
So kill that
You wouldnt kill if you had to
We might wobble but we dont 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
Wont 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 dont 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
Its 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
Aint no telling when it all can end
Roll or rock
Thats the world
With feelings
This a mans world youngin
The bitches in business
So learn a lil something
Hey
Stop running your mouth
Youre on the verge of squealing
Bitch made catching feelings
Nigga
Ugh
[Chorus] *2
Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we dont fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings
[Verse 4]
Everybodys a gangsta
But dont put in work
Instead of putting on the armor
Niggas put on a skirt
These drugs aint helping
It only making it worse
And the streets aint got nothing for me but herbs
I cant 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 dont fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings
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