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Oh
My boys might squabble but we don't fall down (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:

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

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

X2]

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

[Verse 2:

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 that ain't dog
Your pump fear
In the I *censored*
You hide nigga *censored* is near
And you know as well I do
You no killer
So kill
You wouldn't if you had to
We might wobble but we fall down
We the gospel from Makaveli
Pass it
Ahhhh,
We gonna taste the
We the thug trend
The is ours
Now we together
Put our thoughts
question will we die together
Cause the is soon to come
Kadafi soldier
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 hoes when we hit your
Feelings

3]

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

And we here to
curb surfing
We the industry
You me
really nothing to me and my king
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If hating
We gone
'Till the wheels off
Pay

Bye bye
Untouchable (ugh)
Ride or die
And we you down
Representing all the real stuck in the trap
out with the po po
Trying to get to mo'
Street
strugglers
Racing the
Ain't no when it all can end
Roll or
the world
With
This a world youngin'
The in business
So learn a 'lil
Hey
Stop running your
on the verge of squealing
Bitch made feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

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

x3]

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