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


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

My home boys might squabble but we 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 breathing shall pump no fear here
My last four flashed 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 walk way
Impossible my dropping you
We Row riders
No need to beg ain't no mercy inside us
blessed
The richer I get the more I
Smoking lye watching time fly, for death
Dear God I been feeling like I'm to Jesus
Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking
Keep my eyes on my foes, those to me
Watching niggas strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A for the streets
my pedigree
Busting motherf**kers it's the in me
Now niggas a lotta Bad Boy shit
Then get to
Bitch made feeling

X2]

Outlaw niggas are you 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 then a
my gun
Or as high as a kite hitting for fun
But ain't me
Dog my now clear
And ain't fair dog
Your pump fear
In the I *censored*
You hide nigga *censored* is near
And you just as well I do
You ain't no
So kill
You kill if you had to
We might but we don't fall down
We take the gospel Makaveli
it around
Ahhhh,
We gonna taste the
We the thug trend
The game is
Now we coast
Put our together
question will we die together
Cause the hour is to come
Kadafi soldier
I you how to use your gun
it

x2]

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

3]

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

And we to stay
From curb
We working the
You me
It's really to me and my king
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If your
We gone
'Till the wheels off
Pay

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

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
Instead of on the armor
put on a skirt
These ain't helping
It only making it
And the streets ain't got nothing for me but
I can't the church or the mobs
I can only God
And to tell you the I gotta ride
I only with the real
Cause rolling with the got my loved ones killed

x3]

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