Luyện nghe bài hát Catching Feelins

Oh
My home 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 me who do you fear?
Ain't a living breathing 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
Caught in a
em
Mimicking my style trying to walk way
my posse dropping you
We Death Row
No need to beg motherf**ker ain't no mercy us
Feeling
The I get the more I stress
Smoking lye time fly, waiting for death
Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to
Paranoid with my close, smoking trees
Keep my on my foes, those close to me
Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and
Me
A for the streets
my pedigree
Busting it's the thug in me
Now niggas talk a lotta Bad Boy
Then get to
made catching feeling

X2]

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

2: Napolean]

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me on 1-5-1
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
Your heart pump
In the state I
You better nigga *censored* is near
And you just as well I do
You no killer
So that
You kill if you had to
We might wobble but we don't fall
We take the gospel from
Pass it
Ahhhh,
We gonna taste the
We started the trend
The is ours
Now we coast
Put our together
Won't question will we die
Cause the hour is to come
Kadafi trained
I show you how to use gun
it

x2]

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

3]

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

And we to stay
From surfing
We the industry
You me
It's really to me and my king
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If hating
We ride
'Till the wheels off
Pay

Bye bye
Untouchable (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 telling it all can end
or rock
That's the
With
a mans world youngin'
The in business
So learn a something
Hey
running your mouth
You're on the of squealing
Bitch catching feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
of putting on the armor
Niggas put on a
These drugs helping
It only making it
And the streets ain't got 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 with the real
rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

x3]

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