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


Huh
My home boys might squabble but we fall down
Ugh

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

[Verse 1:

Cross this here
Now tell me who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul shall pump no fear here
My four flashed then I mashed his ass

F**k with me bet I your ass
So many follow but can't me
in a maze
em
Mimicking my trying to walk this way
Impossible my dropping you
We Death Row
No need to beg ain't no mercy inside us
Feeling
The I get the more I stress
Smoking lye watching time fly, for death
Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to
Paranoid with my close, smoking trees
Keep my eyes on my foes, close to me
Watching catch strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me
A mercenary for the
my pedigree
Busting motherf**kers the thug in me
Now niggas a lotta Bad Boy shit
get to squealing
Bitch made catching

X2]

Outlaw are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't 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 fair dog
Your heart pump
In the I *censored*
You better hide nigga *censored* is
And you just 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 from
Pass it
Ahhhh,
We taste the power
We started the trend
The is ours
Now we coast
Put our together
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 fall down
Screaming bye bye
Untouchable
Niggas like hoes when we hit your town
Feelings

3]

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

And we to stay
From surfing
We working the
You me
really nothing to me and my king
You see
We in the big
Eat a man
If your
We ride
'Till the wheels off
Pay

Bye bye
Untouchable (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
strugglers
Racing the
no telling when it all can end
Roll or
That's the
feelings
This a mans youngin'
The in business
So a 'lil something
Hey
running your mouth
You're on the of squealing
Bitch made catching

Ugh

x2]

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

4]

Everybody's a
But put in work
Instead of on the armor
put on a skirt
These drugs ain't
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 gotta
I only roll the real
Cause with the fake got my loved ones killed

x3]

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