Breathe!
One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and then the Three and then the Then you breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be man It's not funny they can't breathe! The choke too tight The left too right You know You right These bitches breathe! look, they hearts racin' They chasin' But I'm so fast when I past That they breathe! In the of the man Your looks better than ya past if you present with the man You breathe!
You niggas share my air Or a mile in the pair I wear And I'm better year by year Like say Juan do Cops couldn't smell me if you the canines through And I myself I know these money hungry bitches to taste my wealth But I keep em' on a they health Or keep em' on a quiet And myself And take a deep breath I got em' grabbin' chest 'Cause hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best And they in they They rather see me lay in the 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 niggas looking at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone chick I bone Can't the dick alone So I one of them every time I flip my phone
One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and then the Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and the four Then you breathe! you gotta (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe when I through, hum too Some shoes, be twenty man It's not even funny can't breathe! The choke too tight The left too right You what? You right These can't breathe! Look look, they hearts start chasin' But I'm so fast I blow past they can't breathe! In the of the man Your future looks than ya past if you present with the man You breathe!
I see em on the block when I Looking they need oxygen mask-es I it hard to breathe! But I keep the glocks in the 'cause the cops want to lock and us And make it to breathe! They has to Like havin' a attack When they see the plasma in You are wheezin' behind me My flow is like a coupe, at ninety That's the reason signed me It's quick metaphors and punches on the cuts Feels somethin' like punches to the gut How I address the and under estimaters And ride up on them like they They up and hooked up to respirators On they last breath talking to I'm a of fresh air And a fresh Face it boo and do it till your get blue
One and the two Two and the three Three and then the 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 the four Then you breathe! Then you (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these can't (breathe) When the crew in it Pop a few in it As quick as a in a New York minute Catch a breath, you catch a left Even worse, 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 slick on ya I'm a have to put the on ya What you know bout lettin' dimes on ya? While you the weed And it stop till they inhale ya seed And it don't stop I em' to breathe Like a with a stethoscope I don't see no fucking these motherfuckers breathe!
Yeah, gotta gotta The Bronx Queens Staten gotta You gotta You gotta breathe!
One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta, breathe! you gotta, you gotta, Breathe!