Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe Easy

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

Yeah, breathe
easy
Breathe
Yeah, breathe

I keep a round like Dillinger, hundred in the cylinder
Disrespect what I'm repping and I'll leave you stinking like
Got a plug named silica other side of border
Abandoned full of bricks, living room like hoarders
Cancel order, the work is kidnapping your daughters
He does in silence, he'll hit you a list and a quarter
30 or greater, I'm here to my dick on a hater
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 nothing funny with your leaking jaw wide, no
My nigga boss up in the whipping something we tweaking
You can smell that shit for blocks, blocks I'm speaking
to take on my section, while niggas wait they blister
Oh, yeah, I'mma send else in a state of depression
Ain't no rule for being hungry, pussy better feed me
Truly on the waist, niggas breathe easy

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

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 photo blowing dodo, whipping this solo
for popo, calling up your hoe
She coco, hitting the bear, out yolo
I this show, boo
I'm not to you, avian, that's my Houston crew
â¦guns Arabian, bang them till they your crew
Hating until you Lucifer, I'm tryna kill a shit
âCause really a problem, don't confuse that with no rap sheet
You talking like the nigga, won't you prove it your actions?
I'm your dreams, I can prove it with them actions
Long way motherfucker

Yeah, easy
easy
Breathe
Yeah, breathe