Luyện nghe bài hát Catching Feelins

Oh
My home boys might squabble but we fall down (never)


Huh
My home boys might squabble but we fall down
Ugh

My home boys might but we don't fall down (hey)
(Westside, westside)
two of the war
Bring it, do it

[Verse 1:

Cross this here
Now Biggie me who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul breathing 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
in a maze
em
Mimicking my style trying to walk way
Impossible my posse you
We Death Row
No need to beg motherf**ker ain't no mercy us
Feeling
The richer I get the more I
lye watching time fly, waiting for death
Dear God I been feeling like I'm to Jesus
Paranoid with my pistols close, trees
Keep my on my foes, those close to me
Watching niggas strays, shake, choke and bleed
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
made catching feeling

X2]

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

[Verse 2:

Yeah, Napolean..
me sipping on 1-5-1
Drunk a motherf**ker
my gun
Or as high as a kite hitting for fun
But that me
Dog my minds now
And that ain't dog
Your heart pump
In the state I
You hide nigga *censored* is near
And you know 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 Makaveli
it around
Ahhhh,
We gonna the power
We started the thug
The game is
Now we together
Put our thoughts
Won't will we die together
the hour is soon to come
Kadafi trained
I you how to use your gun
it

x2]

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

3]

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

And we to stay
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
the wheels fall off
Pay

Bye bye
sound (ugh)
Ride or die
And we hunting you
Representing all the real stuck in the trap
Banging out the po po
Trying to get to mo'
Street
Young
the clock
Ain't no telling it all can end
Roll or
the world
With
This a mans world
The in business
So learn a 'lil
Hey
Stop your mouth
on the verge of squealing
Bitch catching feelings

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
Instead of putting on the
put on a skirt
These drugs helping
It making it worse
And the streets ain't got 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 only roll the real
Cause rolling the fake got my loved ones killed

x3]

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