Lyrics:

HahahaOh yeahMy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (never)HahahaYeahHuhMy home boys might squabble b
ut we don't fall downUghYeahMy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (hey)(Westside, westside)Part two of the wa
rBring it, lets do itHuhuhuh[Verse 1: Tupac]Cross this nigga hereNow Biggie tell me who do you fear?Ain't a living soul
breathing shall pump no fear hereMy last four flashed then I mashed his ass, bastardFuck with me bet I blast your assSo many
follow but can't reach meCaught in a mazeCatch em, mimicking my style trying to walk this wayImpossible my posse dropping y
ou, we Death Row ridersNo need to beg motherfucker ain't no mercy inside usFeeling blessed, the richer I get the more I stres
sSmoking lye watching time fly, waiting for deathDear God I been feeling like I'm close to JesusParanoid with my pistols clo
se, smoking treesKeep my eyes on my foes, those close to meWatching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and bleedMe, a mercena
ry for the streetsCheck my pedigreeBusting motherfuckers it's the thug in meNow niggas talk a lotta Bad Boy shit then get to
squealingBitch made catching feelingHahaha[Chorus] X2Outlaw niggas are you ready to clownMy homeboys might squabble but
we don't fall downScreaming bye bye bitchesUntouchable soundNiggas hide like hoes when we hit your townCatching Feelings[
Verse 2: Napolean]Yeah, Napolean.Picture me sipping on 1-5-1Drunk then a motherfuckerDropping my gunOr as high as a kite h
itting hoes for funBut that ain't me -ac