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


Huh
My home boys might squabble but we fall down
Ugh

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

F**k with me bet I blast ass
So many follow but reach me
in a maze
em
Mimicking my style trying to this way
my posse dropping you
We Death Row
No need to beg ain't no mercy inside us
Feeling
The richer I get the 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, close to me
Watching niggas strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A mercenary for the
Check my
Busting motherf**kers the thug in me
Now niggas talk a lotta Bad Boy
Then get to
Bitch made feeling

X2]

Outlaw are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
Niggas hide like 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 hitting for fun
But ain't me
Dog my minds now
And that fair dog
heart pump fear
In the state I
You hide nigga *censored* is near
And you know as well I do
You ain't no
So kill
You wouldn't if you had to
We might but we don't fall down
We take the gospel Makaveli
Pass it
Ahhhh,
We taste the power
We started the thug
The game is
Now we coast
Put our together
Won't will we die together
the hour is soon to come
Kadafi trained
I show you how to use gun
it

x2]

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

Bye bye
Untouchable (ugh)
Ride or die
And we you down
Representing all the real niggas 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
feelings
This a mans youngin'
The bitches in
So a 'lil something
Hey
Stop your mouth
on the verge of squealing
Bitch made feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But don't put in
Instead of putting on the
put on a skirt
These drugs 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 only with the real
Cause rolling with the got my loved ones killed

x3]

Outlaw niggas are you ready to
My homeboys might squabble but we fall down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit town
Catching