Music Video
2Pac - Catchin Feelins (Feat. E.D.I., Mussamill, Napoleon & Young Noble)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
Vocals
E.D.I
Remixer
Mussamill
Vocals
Young Noble
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
2Pac
Songwriter
E.D.I
Composer
Young Noble
Composer
Napoleon
Composer
DRP
Composer
Kamil Beale
Composer
Mussamill
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
E.D.I
Mixing Engineer
Claudio Cueni
Mixing Engineer
Ian Blanch
Assistant Recording Engineer
Johnny J.
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All my homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Yeah
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Yeah
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Westside
Westside
Let's do it
[Verse 2]
Cross this **** here
Now, Biggie, tell me, who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul breathing, shall pump no fear here
My last four flashed and 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, tryna 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 loud, watching time fly, waiting for death
Dear, God, I've 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 **** catch strays, shake, choke and bleed me
A mercenary for the street, check my pedigree
Busting motherfuckers, it's the thug in me
Now **** talk a lotta bad boy shit
Then get to squealing
Bitch made, catchin feelins
[Verse 3]
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
Outlaw ****, you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
[Verse 4]
Yeah, Napoleon
Picture me sipping on 1-5-1
Drunk than a muhfucka, dropping my gun
Or high as a kite, hitting hoes for fun
But that ain't me, dawg, my mind's now clear
And that ain't fair, dawg, your heart pump fear
In the state I ****, shit, you better hide, ****, the truth is near
And you know just as well as 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
Ah, **** shit, we gon' taste the power
We started a thug trend, the game is ours
Now we coast together, put our thoughts together
One question, will we die together?
'Cause the hour is soon to come
Kadafi trained soldier, I'll show you how to use your gun
Bring it
[Verse 5]
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
Feelins
Catchin feelins
[Verse 6]
We yelling, M-A-D-E, N-I-double-G-A's, motherfuckers
And we here to stay
From curb surfing to working the industry
You kidding me
It's really nothing to me and my kin
You see, we in the big things, eat a dick, mane
If your hating, we gon' ride till the wheels fall off, pay attention
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
Ride or die **** and we hunting you down
Representing all the real **** stuck in the trap
Banging out with the po-po, tryna get to some more
Street life, young strugglers racing the clock
Ain't no telling when it all could end, roll the rock
Ain't no word for feelings, this is a man's world, youngin
But bitches is business, so learn a lil' something
And stop running your mouth, you on the verge of squealing
Bitch-made, catchin feelins, ****
[Verse 7]
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching feelings
[Verse 8]
Everybody's a gangsta but don't put in work
Instead of putting on the armor, **** put on skirts
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 tell you the truth, I gotta ride
I only roll with the real
'Cause rolling with the fake got my loved one's killed
[Verse 9]
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
[Verse 10]
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
Outlaw ****, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming, bye bye, bitches, untouchable sound
**** hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catchin feelins
Written by: 2Pac, DRP, E.D.I, Kamil Beale, Napoleon, Young Noble
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