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Tupac-Catching Feelings- Kilo704 remake w/ original lyrics
rest in peace 'pac, kadaffi, all tha real niggaz at rest in thug's mansion
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 Fuck 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 motherfucker 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 motherfuckers 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 [me] I'm in this shit for the long run ready to gun killin for fun so many i've stunned as number one many come but i'm never outdone they catchin feelings cuz they not real they cant deal with tha pressure of beef but i greet it with zeal trust it's many foes that want me dead but instead of fallin victim i've become one niggaz dread i've got a cold heart hard as stone stuck inside my chest lay punk cowards to rest blood leakin; bleedin in vests although i pray for better days so i can change my ways niggas get too cocky so it's my duty to leave their bodies ablaze my clique may squabble but we dont fall down when we shine they hobble fearin this untouchable sound exterminate of 'em like jews i'm holocaustic like Hitler shoot shells at enemies while blowin a swisher like B.I.G. make hoes wonder who shot 'em bust slugs with no love like snipers whenever it's a problem mothafucka [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 |
citin my lyric-spot www.azlyrics.com
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dat is fire but is dat from loyal to da game?
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naw its from Better Dayz
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^^ its like number 8 or 9 on disc 2
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I enjoyed rading your post but i need feedback on mine also
hood policies is to have good qualities// must improve my grove and lube my vocal cords to become the local lord// of rap. so i ride clever and true horses and make the better of two choices// make rap a career or bait trap for deer// |
uppin................
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Drop A Link to an Open Mic which you left decent feed on soon or this will be closed
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^^ i did. it's right after where i cited tha website i got tha lyrics from
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