Luyện nghe bài hát Catching Feelins

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


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

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

[Verse 1:

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

F**k with me bet I blast ass
So many follow but can't me
Caught in a
em
Mimicking my trying to walk this way
my posse dropping you
We Death Row
No need to beg motherf**ker no mercy inside us
blessed
The richer I get the more I
Smoking lye watching time fly, for death
Dear God I been feeling I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid with my close, smoking trees
my eyes on my foes, those close to me
Watching niggas catch strays, shake, and bleed
Me
A for the streets
Check my
Busting it's the thug in me
Now talk a lotta Bad Boy shit
Then get to
Bitch catching feeling

X2]

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

[Verse 2:

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me on 1-5-1
then a motherf**ker
my gun
Or as high as a kite hoes for fun
But that me
Dog my minds now
And ain't fair dog
Your heart pump
In the I *censored*
You better hide nigga *censored* is
And you know as well I do
You ain't no
So kill
You kill if you had to
We might wobble but we don't fall
We take the gospel Makaveli
it around
Ahhhh,
We taste the power
We started the trend
The game is
Now we coast
Put our thoughts
Won't question will we die
Cause the is soon to come
trained soldier
I show you how to use gun
it

x2]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall
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 to stay
From surfing
We working the
You me
really nothing to me and my king
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If your
We gone
the wheels fall off
Pay

Bye bye
sound (ugh)
Ride or die
And we hunting you
Representing all the real niggas in the trap
Banging out the po po
to get to some mo'
Street
strugglers
Racing the
Ain't no telling it all can end
or rock
That's the
With
This a world youngin'
The in business
So a 'lil something
Hey
running your mouth
You're on the of squealing
made catching feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
Instead of 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 trust the church or the mobs
I can trust God
And to tell you the truth I ride
I roll with the real
Cause rolling the fake got my loved ones killed

x3]

Outlaw niggas are you to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we fall down
Screaming bye bye
sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit town
Feelings