Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe Easy

Troy AVE, out of NYC
I rep that BSB and yeah, the streets me
I touch heart when I speak
I'm touching women in
I'm money off keys
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
âCause shit, what they done could get them triple life
Or the chair, all in one
365 I am and alive
I'm too to be stressed, thank the Lord in my eyes
Can't forget my cerebral, on like a needle
I some niggas be haters and bitter bitches are evil
You see the a liar, Troy Ave is the truth
My homie Trae is
Ain't no chuck in the
Ask my burrow for proof, they'll say I did it
Open statutes for some so we'll get specific

Yeah, breathe
easy
easy
Yeah, easy

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

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

of California, repping high
Step on any nigga think to talk crazy about my city
Wide click clack, bang bang, no
Tech spit, you be neckless, we having that without no titties
Camera photo, shopping in
In the photo blowing dodo, whipping this solo
Watching for popo, up your hoe
She coco, the bear, yelling out yolo
I love 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 a whack shit
âCause it's a problem, don't confuse that with no rap sheet
You like the nigga, won't you prove it with your actions?
I'm living your dreams, I can prove it with them
Long way from

Yeah, easy
Breathe
Breathe
Yeah, easy