Luyện nghe bài hát Catching Feelins

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


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

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

[Verse 1:

Cross this nigga
Now tell me who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul shall pump no fear here
My last 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 style to walk this way
my posse dropping you
We Row riders
No need to beg motherf**ker no mercy inside us
Feeling
The I get the more I stress
Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for
God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid my pistols close, smoking trees
Keep my eyes on my foes, those 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 talk a Bad Boy shit
Then get to
made catching feeling

X2]

Outlaw are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we fall down
Screaming bye bye
Untouchable
Niggas hide hoes when we hit your town
Catching

2: Napolean]

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me sipping on
Drunk a motherf**ker
my gun
Or as high as a kite hoes for fun
But ain't me
Dog my now clear
And ain't fair dog
heart pump fear
In the I *censored*
You better hide nigga is near
And you just as well I do
You ain't no
So that
You wouldn't if you had to
We might wobble but we fall down
We take the from Makaveli
Pass it
Ahhhh,
We gonna taste the
We the thug trend
The is ours
Now we together
Put our together
Won't will we die together
the hour is soon to come
Kadafi soldier
I you how to use your gun
it

x2]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to
My homeboys might squabble but we fall down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit town
Catching

3]

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

And we here to
From curb
We working the
You me
It's nothing to me and my king
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If hating
We gone
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
to get to some mo'
Street
Young
the clock
Ain't no when it all can end
Roll or
the world
With
This a mans world
The bitches in
So learn a something
Hey
Stop running mouth
on the verge of squealing
Bitch made feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

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

x3]

Outlaw niggas are you to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we fall down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
Niggas hide like when we hit your town
Catching