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Song: | Catching Feelings |
Album: | | Genres: | Black |
Year: | 1996 |
Length: | 294 sec |
Lyrics:
My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down Yeah, my home boys might squabble but we don't fall down Yeah, my home boys might squabble but we don't fall down Westside, westside Part two of the war, bring it, let's do it, huh huh Cross this nigga here, now Biggie, tell me who do you fear? Ain't a livin' soul breathin' 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 mimickin' my style, tryin' to walk this way Impossible, my posse droppin' 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 Smokin' lye watchin' time fly, waitin' for death Dear God, I been feelin' like I'm close to Jesus Paranoid with my pistols close, smokin' trees Keep my eyes on my foes, those close to me Watchin' niggas catch strays, shake, choke an' bleed me A mercenary for the streets, check my pedigree Bustin' motherfuckers, it's the thug in me Now niggas talk a lotta bad boy shit Then get to squealin' Bitch made catchin' feelin' Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Yeah, Napolean, picture me sippin' on one five one Drunk than a motherfucker, droppin' my gun Or as high as a kite, hittin' hoes for fun But that ain't me, dog, my mind's now clear An' that ain't fair, dog, your heart pump fear In the state I guess You better hide nigga truth is near An' 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 Ah, 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 Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins, feelins catchin' feelins We yellin', 'M A D E N I double G A, motherfuckers' An' we here to stay, from curb surfin' We workin' the industry, you kiddin' me It's really nothin' to me an' my king, you see We in the big things, eat a dick, man, If your hatin', we gone ride, 'til the wheels fall off, pay attention Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Ride or die niggas, an' we huntin' you down Representin' all the real niggas stuck in the trap Bangin' out with the po' po', tryin' to get to some mo' Street life, young strugglers racin' the clock Ain't no tellin' when it all can end, roll or rock Ain't no world with feelings, this a man's world, youngin' But the bitches' in business, so learn a lil' somethin' And stop runnin' your mouth, you're on the verge of squealin' Bitch made catchin' feelings, nigga Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Everybody's a gangsta but don't put in work Instead of puttin' on the armor, niggas put on skirts These drugs ain't helpin', it only makin' it worse An' the streets ain't got nothin' for me but herbs I can't trust the church or the mobs I can only trust God an' to tell you the truth I gotta ride, I only roll with the real 'Cause rollin' with the fake got my loved ones killed Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown? My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down Screamin', 'Bye bye bitches, untouchable sound' Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town Catchin' feelins
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