Catching Feelins Lyrics

Catching Feelins lyrics

Hahaha 

Oh yeah 

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

Hahaha 

Yeah 

Huh 

My home boys might squabble
but we don't fall down 

Ugh 

Yeah 

My home boys might squabble
but we don't fall down (hey) 

(Westside, westside) 

Part two of the
war 

Bring it, lets do it 

Huhuhuh 



[Verse 1: Tupac]




Cross this nigga here 

Now Biggie tell me who do you fear?


Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no fear here 

My last
four flashed then I mashed his ass 

Bastard 

F**k with me bet I
blast your ass 

So many follow but can't reach me 

Caught in a maze


Catch em 

Mimicking my style trying to walk this way 

Impossible my posse dropping you 

We Death Row riders 

No need to
beg motherf**ker ain't no mercy inside us 

Feeling blessed 

The
richer I get the more I stress 

Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting
for death 

Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus 

Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees 

Keep my eyes on my foes,
those close to me 

Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and bleed


Me 

A mercenary for the streets 

Check my pedigree 

Busting motherf**kers it's the thug in me 

Now niggas talk a lotta Bad
Boy shit 

Then get to squealing 

Bitch made catching feeling 

Hahaha 



[Chorus X2]



Outlaw niggas are you ready to
clown 

My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down 

Screaming
bye bye bitches 

Untouchable sound 

Niggas hide like hoes when we
hit your town 

Catching Feelings 



[Verse 2: Napolean] 



Yeah, Napolean.. 

Picture me sipping on 1-5-1 

Drunk then
a motherf**ker 

Dropping my gun 

Or as high as a kite hitting hoes
for fun 

But that ain't me 

Dog my minds now clear 

And that
ain't fair dog 

Your heart pump fear 

In the state I *censored*


You better hide nigga *censored* is near 

And you know just as
well I do 

You ain't no killer 

So kill that 

You wouldn't
kill if you had to 

We might wobble but we don't fall down 

We take
the gospel from Makaveli 

Pass it around 

Ahhhh, shit 

We
gonna taste the power 

We started the thug trend 

The game is ours


Now we coast together 

Put our thoughts together 

Won't
question will we die together 

Cause the hour is soon to come 

Kadafi trained soldier 

I show you how to use your gun 

Bring it




[Chorus x2]



Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown


My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down 

Screaming bye
bye bitches 

Untouchable sound 

Niggas hide like hoes when we hit
your town 

Catching Feelings 



[Verse 3] 



We
Yelling 

M - A - D - E 

N - I - Double G 

A 

Motherf**kers 

And we here to stay 

From curb surfing 

We
working the industry 

You kidding me 

It's really nothing to me and
my king 

You see 

We in the big things 

Eat a dick man 

If your hating 

We gone ride 

'Till the wheels fall off 

Pay attention 

Screaming 

Bye bye bitches 

Untouchable
sound (ugh) 

Ride or die niggas 

And we hunting you down 

Representing all the real niggas stuck in the trap 

Banging out with
the po po 

Trying to get to some mo' 

Street life 

Young
strugglers 

Racing the clock 

Ain't no telling when it all can end


Roll or rock 

That's the world 

With feelings 

This a
mans world youngin' 

The bitches in business 

So learn a 'lil
something 

Hey 

Stop running your mouth 

You're on the verge
of squealing 

Bitch made catching feelings 

Nigga 

Ugh 



[Chorus x2]



Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown 

My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down 

Screaming bye bye
bitches 

Untouchable sound 

Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your
town 

Catching Feelings 



[Verse 4] 



Everybody's
a gangsta 

But don't put in work 

Instead of putting on the armor


Niggas put on a skirt 

These drugs ain't helping 

It only
making it worse 

And the streets ain't got nothing for me but herbs 

I can't trust the church or the mobs 

I can only trust God 

And
to tell you the truth I gotta ride 

I only roll with the real 

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed 



[Chorus
x3]



Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown 

My homeboys might
squabble but we don't fall down 

Screaming bye bye bitches 

Untouchable sound 

Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town 

Catching Feelings