Paul Gregory - Breathe lyrics

WOO! WOO! WOO! BREATHE! [Bridge] One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta *gasp* Then you gotta *gasp* [Hook] Yo these n***as can't breathe when I come through Hum too, some shoes, gotta be twenty, man It's not even funny, they can't (breathe) The chokehold's too tight The left looks too right You know what, you right These b**hes 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 the man You better (breathe) [Verse 1] You n***as can't share my air Or 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 K-9's through And I pace myself I know these money-hungry b**hes wanna taste my wealth But I keep em on a diet Embrace they health, or either keep em on the quiet And space myself and just take a deep breath I got em grabbing they chest Cause it's hurting them to see Fab in his best And they in they worst They'd rather see me lay in a hearse than lay in the 'Bach And I ain't just laying a verse, I'm saying the facts I came back with some sicker stones That got these broke n***as looking at me Like they choking on a chicken bone Every chick I bone can't leave the dick alone So I know it's one of them every time I flip my phone Breathe! [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2] I see them on the block when I pa**es Looking like they need oxygen mask-es I make it hard to (breathe) But I keep the Glocks in the stashes Cause the cops wanna lock and hara** 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 coupe, breezing at ninety That's the reason they signed me The slick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts Feels something like hard punches to the gut How I address the haters and underestimaters And ride up on em like they escalators They shook up and hooked up to respirators On they last breath talking to investigators I'm a breath of fresh air in a fresh pair Face it boo and do it till your face get blue And then (breathe) [Bridge] [Verse 3] Yo these n***as can't... When the crew walk in it, pop a few corks in it As quick as a tick in a New York minute Catch a breath, 'fore you catch a left Even worse, catch a Tef', only way you catch an F To the A-B, it's in the May-B, rolling with my baby Gripping on a toy that you won't find at KB I rhyme slick on ya They gon' have to put the Heimlich on ya What you know bout 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 'em to breathe Like a doctor with a stethoscope I don't see no f**ing hope Unless these motherf**ers breathe [Outro] Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta The Bronx gotta Queens gotta Staten Isle gotta You n***as gotta You b**hes gotta Everybody (BREATHE!) One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta... (BREATHE) Then you gotta... Then you gotta... BREATHE!