Lyrics Breathe Easy - The Lox
Intro:
SP
Killer
Yeah
yeah
yeah,
L-O-X,
L-O-X
motherfucker
Niggas
don't
know
how
we
bout
to
come
this
time
No
more
shiny
suits
None
of
that
shit
Chorus:
x2
(Sheek
Luchion)
We
gonna
R.U
double
F.R.Y.D.E
(Jadakiss)
Revolver,
semi-automatic
and
a
P.G.
Hooptie
getaway
driver
Breathe
Easy
(Sheek
Luchion)
Explain
thing
further
Murder
or
get
murdered
Verse
1:
(Styles
Paniro)
Half
of
the
hustle,
half
of
them
killers
All
of
them
Niggas
wanna
kill
Paniro
Better
send
the
guerrilla's
Cause
beef
is
like
a
brand
new
car
You
better
ride
Everytime
I
sleep
I
die
Wish
I
was
gone
(ya
know)
Felt
dumb
when
I
was
young
I
used
to
wish
I
was
on
I'ma
stay
blunted
and
red
with
one
in
the
head
Niggas
thinkin'
they
the
don
Till
their
shit
get
bombed
I
put
4 in
your
shootin'
arm
2 in
your
legs
Like
10
in
your
chest
The
last
one
in
your
head
I
give
you
the
whole
clip,
Like
you
cheated
and
stole
shit
Knocked
off
the
pack,
flossed
and
no
chips
You
know
the
business
Empty
rap
kill
your
co-defendant
Keep
it
male
and
catch
a
body
in
trial
If
you
want
a
Nigga
dead
than
do
it
Holiday
Styles
Come
with
2 guns
up
and
empty
both
off
the
clips
Kill
you
whole
fuckin'
crew
and
go
'n
smoke
on
the
fifth
Chorus:
x2
Verse
2:
(Sheek
Luchion)
Yo,
yo,
yo
I
come
to
your
town
on
a
Peter
Pan,
no
Jack
One
pair
of
clothes,
2 hoes
and
buggy
with
that
Wanna
beef
me?,
y'all
Niggas
is
borrowin'
heat
Callin'
all
across
town
to
borrow
a
full
pound
Meanwhile
this
Nigga
got
his
guns
to
your
noggin
While
your
man
with
the
heat
is
with
some
bitch
up
in
the
project
He
clappin'
at
you,
you
duckin',
makin'
you
dance
You
should
have
spent
it
on
some
guns
Instead
of
Iceberg
pants
What,
L.O.X.
off
top,
pullin'
our
triggers
With
our
guns
on
our
lap,
we
ride
around
like
Cali
Niggers(WESTSIIIDE)
Target
motherfuckers,
cold
hearted
motherfuckers
Stead
of
young
dumb
your
moms,
and
whoever
she
got
with
her
There's
a
new-born
in
the
house,
Then
I'm
killin'
the
babysitter
Y'all
Niggas
all
clowns
in
Sheek
eyes
Your
moms
would
wear
glasses,
With
the
nose
disguise
around
me
Talkin
greasy
Y'all
like
watermelons
Big
but
crack
easy
Chorus:
x2
Verse
3:
(Jadakiss)
Now
if
you
know
Jay,
I
never
been
a
brother
to
front
I
be
in
L.A.
wearin'
any
colors
I
want
Rock
guns
like
shirts,
block
under
the
punk
And
I
put
somethin'
hot,
anyone
of
you
chumps
And
I
know
a
few
of
you
wanna
get
my
watch
But
it
a
be
funeral
if
you
get
my
watch
It
ain't
nothing
y'all
can
do
to
stop
the
Lox'
wealth
Run
up
in
a
gunstore,
cop
the
top
shelf
The
Crack-game
is
dead,
all
they
want
is
weed
now
Chicks
that
I
went
to
school
with,
a
seed
now
You
know
Kiss,
stocky
bald
head,
light
brown
Ice
down,
in
my
roll
look
like
nighttown
To
all
y'all
lil'
Jada's
for
the
1000th
time
I
recall
hittin'
your
moms
or
writin'
your
rhymes
And
just
because
you
might
have
seen
me,
In
and
out
of
your
house
Is
no
way
that
she
gon
have
a
baby
out
of
her
mouth
Chorus:
till
end
![The Lox - We Are the Streets](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/w/f/d/c/eywgymcdfw.jpg)
1 Can I Live
2 Breathe Easy
3 Felony Niggas
4 Wild Out
5 Blood Pressure
6 Recognize
7 Y'all Fucked Up Now
8 Scream L.O.X.
9 U Told Me
10 Ryde or Die, Bitch
11 Bring It On
12 If You Know
13 We Are the Streets
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