Breathe!
One and the two Two and then the and then the four 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 holds too The looks too right You know what? You bitches can't breathe! Look look, they racin' They start But I'm so fast 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 can't share my air Or walk a in the pair I wear And I'm getting better year by Like say Juan do Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the through And I myself I know these hungry bitches want to taste my wealth But I em' on a diet they health Or either keep em' on a And myself And just take a breath I got em' grabbin' they 'Cause it's em' to see Fab in his best And they in they rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back And I ain't laying a verse I'm saying the I came with some sicker stones That got these broke niggas looking at me like they chokin' on a chicken chick I bone Can't the dick alone So I It's one of them every I flip my phone
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 the three Three and then the Then you breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
I see em on the when I passes like they need oxygen mask-es I make it to breathe! But I keep the glocks in the 'cause the want to lock and harass us And make it to breathe! They has to havin' a asthma attack When see the plasma in back You dudes are behind me My flow is a coupe, breezing at ninety That's the they signed me quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts Feels somethin' like hard to the gut How I the haters and under estimaters And ride up on them like escalators shook up and hooked up to respirators On they breath talking to investigators I'm a of fresh air And a fresh it boo and do it till your face get blue
One and the two Two and then the and then the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
Yo these niggas (breathe) When the walk in it Pop a few in it As quick as a 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 Gripping on a toy you won't find in "KB" I rhyme on ya I'm a have to put the on ya What you know bout dimes lick on ya? While you inhale the And it won't stop till they ya seed And it don't stop I em' to breathe a doctor with a stethoscope I see no fucking hope these motherfuckers breathe!
Yeah, gotta gotta The gotta gotta Staten Isle You niggas You bitches breathe!
One and the two Two and the three and then the four you gotta, breathe! you gotta, you gotta, Breathe!