paroles de chanson Breath - Fabolous
Woo,
woo,
woo
Breathe
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*
Yo,
these
niggas
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
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
the
man
You
better
(breathe)
You
niggas
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
bitches
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
niggas
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!
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*
Yo,
these
niggas
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
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
the
man
You
better
(breathe)
I
see
them
on
the
block
when
I
passes
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
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
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)
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*
Yo
these
niggas
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
fucking
hope
Unless
these
motherfuckers
breathe
Yeah,
Brooklyn
gotta
Uptown
gotta
The
Bronx
gotta
Queens
gotta
Staten
Isle
gotta
You
niggas
gotta
You
bitches
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!
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