Luyện nghe bài hát Catching Feelins

Oh
My home boys might squabble but we fall down (never)


Huh
My boys might squabble but we don't fall down
Ugh

My home boys might but we don't fall down (hey)
(Westside, westside)
two of the war
Bring it, do it

[Verse 1:

Cross nigga here
Now Biggie me who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no here
My four flashed then I mashed his ass

F**k with me bet I your ass
So many but can't reach me
in a maze
em
Mimicking my trying to walk this way
my posse dropping you
We Death Row
No need to beg motherf**ker ain't no inside us
Feeling
The I get the more I stress
lye watching time fly, waiting for death
Dear God I feeling like I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking
Keep my eyes on my foes, close to me
Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and
Me
A mercenary for the
my pedigree
Busting it's the thug in me
Now niggas talk a Bad Boy shit
get to squealing
Bitch made feeling

X2]

Outlaw niggas are you to clown
My might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye
Untouchable
hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching

[Verse 2:

Yeah, Napolean..
me sipping on 1-5-1
Drunk a motherf**ker
my gun
Or as high as a kite hoes for fun
But ain't me
Dog my now clear
And that ain't dog
heart pump fear
In the I *censored*
You better hide nigga is near
And you know just as I do
You no killer
So kill
You kill if you had to
We might but we don't fall down
We take the from Makaveli
it around
Ahhhh,
We taste the power
We the thug trend
The game is
Now we coast
Put our together
Won't will we die together
the hour is soon to come
Kadafi trained
I show you how to use gun
it

x2]

Outlaw niggas are you to clown
My homeboys might but we don't fall down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching

3]

We
M - A - D - E
N - I - G
A

And we here to
From curb
We the industry
You me
It's really to me and my king
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If hating
We gone
'Till the fall off
Pay

Bye bye
Untouchable (ugh)
Ride or die
And we hunting you
Representing all the real niggas stuck in the
out with the po po
Trying to get to mo'
life
Young
the clock
Ain't no telling it all can end
Roll or
That's the
feelings
This a mans world
The bitches in
So learn a 'lil
Hey
Stop your mouth
You're on the of squealing
Bitch made feelings

Ugh

x2]

Outlaw are you ready to clown
My might squabble but we don't fall down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
Niggas hide hoes when we hit your town
Feelings

4]

Everybody's a
But don't put in
Instead of putting on the
Niggas put on a
These drugs helping
It making it worse
And the streets got nothing for me but herbs
I can't trust the or the mobs
I can only God
And to you the truth I gotta ride
I roll with the real
rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

x3]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to
My homeboys might but we don't fall down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
Niggas hide like when we hit your town
Feelings