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Oh
My boys might squabble but we don't fall down (never)


Huh
My home boys might squabble but we 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:

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

F**k me bet I blast your ass
So many but can't reach me
Caught in a
em
Mimicking my style to walk this way
my posse dropping you
We Row riders
No need to beg motherf**ker ain't no inside us
blessed
The richer I get the more I
Smoking lye time fly, waiting for death
Dear God I feeling like I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid with my close, smoking trees
Keep my on my foes, those close to me
Watching catch strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A for the streets
my pedigree
Busting it's the thug in me
Now niggas a lotta Bad Boy shit
get to squealing
Bitch made catching

X2]

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

[Verse 2:

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me on 1-5-1
Drunk a motherf**ker
my gun
Or as high as a kite hoes for fun
But that me
Dog my now clear
And that fair dog
heart pump fear
In the I *censored*
You better nigga *censored* is near
And you know as well I do
You no killer
So that
You wouldn't if you had to
We might wobble but we don't down
We the gospel from Makaveli
Pass it
Ahhhh,
We gonna taste the
We the thug trend
The game is
Now we together
Put our together
Won't will we die together
Cause the hour is soon to
trained soldier
I show you how to use gun
it

x2]

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

3]

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

And we to stay
curb surfing
We the industry
You me
It's really nothing to me and my
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If hating
We ride
the wheels fall off
Pay

Bye bye
sound (ugh)
Ride or die
And we you down
all the real niggas stuck in the trap
Banging out the po po
Trying to get to mo'
Street
Young
Racing the
Ain't no when it all can end
or rock
That's the
With
a mans world youngin'
The in business
So learn a something
Hey
Stop running mouth
You're on the verge of
made catching feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
of putting on the armor
Niggas put on a
These ain't helping
It only making it
And the streets got nothing for me but herbs
I can't trust the church or the
I can trust God
And to tell you the truth I ride
I only with the real
Cause with the fake got my loved ones killed

x3]

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