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

Fuck 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
motherfucker 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 motherfuckers 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
motherfucker 
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 
Motherfuckers 
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