Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe Easy

Troy AVE, out of NYC
I rep that BSB and yeah, the streets me
I touch their when I speak
I'm women in sheets
I'm touching money off
I'm touching boys a priest
With the heat teeth
I'm in tour, pop the
Celebrating, O
Fighting cases in court
Some lost, but they won
shit, what they really done could get them triple life
Or the chair, all in one
365 I am free and
I'm too blessed to be stressed, thank the in my eyes
Can't forget my cerebral, on like a needle
I know some niggas be haters and bitter are evil
You see the Devil's a liar, Troy Ave is the
My Trae is same
no chuck in the booth
Ask my for proof, they'll say I really did it
Open statutes for some so never get specific

Yeah, easy
Breathe
easy
Yeah, breathe

I keep a round Dillinger, hundred rounds in the cylinder
Disrespect what I'm repping and I'll leave you stinking like
Got a named silica other side of that border
Abandoned houses of bricks, living room like hoarders
Cancel your order, the is kidnapping your daughters
He does in silence, hit you with a list and a quarter
30 or greater, I'm here to hang my dick on a
I'm still the king these streets, it ain't gonna be nothing greater
Niggas get checks, no deposit, end up in sleeping
Ain't funny with your leaking jaw wide, no speaking
My nigga up in the kitchen whipping something we tweaking
You can smell that shit for blocks, blocks I'm speaking
Used to on my section, while niggas wait they blister
Oh, yeah, I'mma send somebody in a state of depression
no rule for being hungry, pussy niggas better feed me
Truly on the waist, niggas better breathe

Yeah, breathe
easy
Breathe
Yeah, breathe
ROB out the CPT, rep DLG
easy
Yeah, easy

Count of California, high
on any nigga that think to talk crazy about my city
Wide clack, bang bang, no shitty
Tech spit, you be neckless, we ain't having that without no
Camera photo, shopping in
In the Audi photo blowing dodo, this solo
Watching for popo, up your hoe
She coco, hitting the bear, out yolo
I this show, boo
I'm not used to you, avian, that's my Houston
â¦guns Arabian, bang them till reduce your crew
Hating until you Lucifer, I'm tryna kill a whack
really it's a problem, don't confuse that with no rap sheet
You talking like the nigga, won't you prove it with your
I'm living your dreams, I can prove it with them
Long way from

Yeah, easy
Breathe
Breathe
Yeah, breathe