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    F**k 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 motherf**ker 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 motherf**kers 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 motherf**ker    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    Motherf**kers    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