Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe

Breathe!

One and the two
Two and then the
Three and then the
Then you breathe!
One and the two
Two and then the
and then the four
Then you breathe!
Then you (gasp)
Then you (gasp)

Yo these niggas can't breathe when I through, hum too
Some shoes, gotta be man
It's not even they can't breathe!
The choke too tight
The left too right
You what? You right
These bitches breathe!
Look look, they hearts
They start
But I'm so when I blow past
That they breathe!
In the of the man
Your future better than ya past if you present with the man
You breathe!

You niggas can't my air
Or walk a mile in the pair I
And I'm better year by year
they say Juan do
Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the through
And I pace
I know these hungry bitches want to taste my wealth
But I keep em' on a
they health
Or keep em' on a quiet
And space
And just take a deep
I got em' grabbin' chest
'Cause it's em' to see Fab in his best
And they in worst
They rather see me lay in the hearse lay in the back
And I just laying a verse
I'm saying the
I came with some sicker stones
That got these broke looking at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone
chick I bone
Can't leave the dick
So I
It's one of every time I flip my phone

One and the two
Two and then the
Three and then the
you gotta breathe!
One and the two
Two and then the
Three and the four
you gotta breathe!
One and the two
Two and the three
Three and then the
you gotta breathe!
Then you (gasp)
Then you (gasp)

I see em on the block I passes
Looking like need oxygen mask-es
I make it to breathe!
But I keep the glocks in the
the cops want to lock and harass us
And make it to breathe!
They has to
Like a asthma attack
they see the plasma in back
You dudes are wheezin' me
My is like a coupe, breezing at ninety
That's the reason they me
It's metaphors and hard punches on the cuts
somethin' like hard punches to the gut
How I address the haters and estimaters
And ride up on like they escalators
They up and hooked up to respirators
On last breath talking to investigators
I'm a of fresh air
And a pair
Face it boo and do it your face get blue

One and the two
Two and then the
Three and the four
you gotta breathe!
One and the two
Two and then the
and then the four
Then you breathe!
One and the two
Two and then the
Three and then the
Then you breathe!
you gotta (gasp)
Then you (gasp)

Yo niggas can't (breathe)
When the crew in it
Pop a few in it
As as a tick in a New York minute
Catch a breath, fore you a left
worse, catch a Tef
Only way you a F
To the A-be, its in the
Rollin with my
on a toy that you won't find in "KB"
I rhyme on ya
I'm a to put the Heimlich on ya
What you know bout dimes lick on ya?
you inhale the weed
And it won't stop till they inhale ya
And it don't stop I em' to breathe
Like a doctor a stethoscope
I don't see no hope
Unless motherfuckers breathe!

Yeah, Brooklyn
Uptown
The gotta
Queens
Staten Isle
You gotta
You gotta
breathe!

One and the two
Two and the three
Three and the four
you gotta, breathe!
you gotta,
you gotta,
Breathe!