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


Huh
My home might squabble but we don't fall 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 nigga here
Now Biggie tell me who do you
Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no here
My last flashed then I mashed his ass

F**k with me bet I blast ass
So many follow but can't me
Caught in a
em
Mimicking my trying to walk this way
Impossible my posse you
We Death Row
No need to beg motherf**ker ain't no inside us
Feeling
The richer I get the more I
Smoking lye watching time fly, for death
Dear God I been feeling I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking
Keep my on my foes, those close to me
Watching niggas strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A mercenary for the
my pedigree
Busting motherf**kers it's the in me
Now niggas talk a Bad Boy shit
Then get to
Bitch catching feeling

X2]

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

[Verse 2:

Yeah, Napolean..
Picture me on 1-5-1
then a motherf**ker
my gun
Or as high as a kite hoes for fun
But that me
Dog my minds now
And that fair dog
Your heart pump
In the state I
You better hide nigga *censored* is
And you know as well I do
You no killer
So kill
You kill if you had to
We might wobble but we fall down
We take the gospel Makaveli
it around
Ahhhh,
We gonna taste the
We started the trend
The game is
Now we coast
Put our together
Won't question will we die
Cause the hour is to come
Kadafi trained
I you how to use your gun
it

x2]

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

3]

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

And we here to
From curb
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 fall off
Pay

Bye bye
sound (ugh)
Ride or die
And we you down
Representing all the real niggas in the trap
Banging out the po po
Trying to get to mo'
life
Young
the clock
Ain't no when it all can end
Roll or
That's the
With
This a world youngin'
The bitches in
So a 'lil something
Hey
running your mouth
You're on the verge of
made catching feelings

Ugh

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
Catching

4]

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

x3]

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