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


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

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

[Verse 1:

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

F**k with me bet I blast ass
So many follow but can't me
in a maze
em
Mimicking my trying to walk this way
Impossible my posse you
We Death Row
No need to beg motherf**ker no mercy inside us
Feeling
The richer I get the I stress
Smoking lye watching fly, waiting for death
Dear God I feeling like I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid my pistols close, smoking trees
Keep my on my foes, those close to me
Watching catch strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A for the streets
Check my
Busting motherf**kers it's the in me
Now talk a lotta Bad Boy shit
get to squealing
Bitch made feeling

X2]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to
My homeboys might squabble but we fall down
Screaming bye bye
sound
Niggas like hoes when we hit your town
Catching

2: Napolean]

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me on 1-5-1
then a motherf**ker
my gun
Or as high as a kite hitting for fun
But ain't me
Dog my minds now
And that fair dog
Your pump fear
In the I *censored*
You better hide *censored* is near
And you know just as 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 from
Pass it
Ahhhh,
We gonna the power
We the thug trend
The game is
Now we coast
Put our thoughts
Won't question we die together
Cause the is soon to come
trained soldier
I you how to use your gun
it

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 town
Feelings

3]

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

And we to stay
curb surfing
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 ride
the wheels fall off
Pay

Bye bye
Untouchable (ugh)
or die niggas
And we you down
Representing all the real niggas in the trap
Banging out the po po
Trying to get to mo'
life
Young
Racing the
Ain't no telling it all can end
Roll or
the world
With
a mans world youngin'
The in business
So learn a 'lil
Hey
Stop running mouth
You're on the verge of
Bitch made feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

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

x3]

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