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Breathe
Fabolous
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Breathe, oh, breathe, breathe One and then the two, two, two and then the three, three, three and then the four, four Then you gotta breathe, breathe, breathe Yo these niggas can't breathe when I come through, hum to some shoes Gotta be 20 man, it's not even funny they can't breathe The choke hold's too tight, the left looks too right You know what, you right, these bitches can't breathe Look, look, they hearts racing, they start chasing But I'm so fast when I blow past that they can't breathe In the presence of the man, your future look better than your past If you present with a man, you're better breathe You niggas can't share my air, I walk a mile in the pair I wear And I'm getting better year by year, like they say wine do Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through And I pace myself, I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth But I keep them on a diet, embrace they health Or even keep them on the quiet and space myself And just take a deep breath, I got them grabbing they chest Cause it's hurting them to see famine is best and they in they worst They'd rather see me laying a hearse than laying a back And I ain't just laying the verse, I'm saying the facts I came back with some sicker stones They got these broke niggas looking at me like they choking on a chicken bone Heavy chick got bone, can't leave the dick alone So I know it's one of them every time I make my phone Breathe, one and then a two, two and then a three, three and then a four Then you gotta breathe, breathe One and then a two, two, two and then a three, three and then a four Then you gotta breathe, breathe One and then a two, two and then a three, three and then a four Then you gotta breathe, breathe Then you gotta, uh, then you gotta, uh Yo, these niggas can't breathe when I come through I'm too, some shoes gotta be twenty, man It's not even funny, they can't The chokehold's too tight, the left looks too right You know what? You right, these bitches can't Look, look, they hearts racing, they start chasing But I'm so fast when I blow past that they can't In the presence of the man, the future look better than the past If you present with the man, bitch I see him on the block when I pass It's looking like they need oxygen masses I make it hard to breathe, but I keep the glocks in the stashes Cause the cops wanna lock and harass us And make it hard to breathe, they has to react Like having an asthma attack when they see the plasma in back You dudes are wheezing behind me My flow is like a cool breeze in that 90, that's the reason they sign me The slick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts Feel something like hard punches to the gut I dress the haters and underestimate us And ride up on them like they escalators They shook up and hooked up the respirators On they last breath, talking to investigators I'm a breath of fresh air in a fresh pair Face the pool and do it till your face get blue And then breathe One and then a two, two and then a three Three and then a four, four, then you gotta breathe One and then a two, two and then a three Three and then a four, four, then you gotta breathe One and then a two, two and then a three Three and then a four, four, then you gotta breathe Then you gotta, then you gotta Yo these niggas can't breathe When the crew walk in it, pop a few cokes in it As quick as a tick in a New York minute Catch a breath before you catch a left Even worse catch a teff, only where you catching F To the A, B, missing the maybe Rolling with my baby, gripping on a toy that you won't find at KB I bomb slick on ya, they gon' have to put the hoplick on ya What you know about letting dimes lick on ya While you inhale the weed And it won't stop till they inhale your seed And it don't stop till I tell them to breathe Like a doctor with a stethoscope I don't see no fucking hope, unless these motherfuckers breathe Brooklyn got her, uptown got her The Bronx got her, Queens got her Satin now got her, you niggas got her You bitches got her, everybody breathe One and then a two, two, two And then a three, three, three And then a four, four, then you gotta breathe Then you gotta, then you gotta Breathe
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