Luyện nghe bài hát Catching Feelins

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


Huh
My home boys might squabble but we 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 this nigga
Now tell me who do you fear?
Ain't a living breathing shall pump no fear here
My four flashed then I mashed his ass

F**k with me bet I your ass
So follow but can't reach me
Caught in a
em
Mimicking my style to walk this way
Impossible my posse you
We Row riders
No need to beg motherf**ker ain't no mercy us
Feeling
The I get the more I stress
lye watching time fly, waiting for death
Dear God I feeling like I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking
Keep my on my foes, those close to me
Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and
Me
A for the streets
Check my
motherf**kers it's the thug in me
Now niggas talk a Bad Boy shit
Then get to
Bitch made catching

X2]

Outlaw niggas are you to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't down
bye bye bitches
Untouchable
hide 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 hoes for fun
But ain't me
Dog my now clear
And that fair dog
Your heart pump
In the I *censored*
You better nigga *censored* is near
And you know just as I do
You ain't no
So that
You wouldn't if you had to
We wobble but we don't fall down
We take the gospel Makaveli
it around
Ahhhh,
We taste the power
We the thug trend
The game is
Now we coast
Put our thoughts
Won't will we die together
Cause the is soon to come
trained soldier
I show you how to use gun
it

x2]

Outlaw niggas are you to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't down
Screaming bye bye
sound
Niggas hide hoes 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 hating
We gone
'Till the fall off
Pay

Bye bye
Untouchable (ugh)
or die niggas
And we hunting you
Representing all the real stuck in the trap
out with the po po
Trying to get to mo'
life
Young
the clock
Ain't no telling it all can end
or rock
That's the
With
This a mans world
The bitches in
So a 'lil something
Hey
Stop running your
You're on the verge of
Bitch catching feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
of putting on the armor
Niggas put on a
drugs ain't helping
It only making it
And the ain't got nothing for me but herbs
I trust the church or the mobs
I can only God
And to you the truth I gotta ride
I only roll the real
Cause rolling with the got my loved ones killed

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
Feelings