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


Huh
My home boys might squabble but we 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 nigga here
Now Biggie me who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no fear
My four flashed then I mashed his ass

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

X2]

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

[Verse 2:

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me on 1-5-1
Drunk then a
my gun
Or as as a kite hitting hoes for fun
But that me
Dog my minds now
And that ain't dog
heart pump fear
In the state I
You better nigga *censored* is near
And you just as well I do
You no killer
So kill
You kill if you had to
We might wobble but we don't fall
We the gospel from Makaveli
it around
Ahhhh,
We gonna the power
We the thug trend
The game is
Now we coast
Put our thoughts
Won't will we die together
Cause the is soon to come
trained soldier
I you how to use your gun
it

x2]

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

3]

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

And we here to
From surfing
We working the
You me
It's really nothing to me and my
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If your
We gone
'Till the wheels off
Pay

Bye bye
Untouchable (ugh)
or die niggas
And we hunting you
Representing all the real niggas in the trap
out with the po po
Trying to get to mo'
life
Young
the clock
Ain't no when it all can end
Roll or
the world
With
This a mans youngin'
The bitches in
So a 'lil something
Hey
Stop running your
on the verge of squealing
Bitch made catching

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
of putting on the armor
Niggas put on a
These drugs ain't
It making it worse
And the streets ain't got for me but herbs
I trust the church or the mobs
I can trust God
And to tell you the I gotta ride
I only roll with the
Cause rolling with the fake got my loved killed

x3]

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