Catchin' Feelings - 2Pac

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 

[Verse 2: Napolean] 
Yeah, Napolean. 
Picture me sipping on 1-5-1 
Drunk then a motherfucker 
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