Breathe And Stop lyrics

(feat. The Game)

Help, Help, Help, Help (Yeah)
Help (It`s the Profit, It`s the profit)
Help (East coast, West coast)
Help (Cook, cook, cook - Crack)
Help
Help (Latino Market)
Help (You know we got that shit on smash)
Help (You writing them checks, go holla at my boy Damon)

[Chorus]
All my niggaz throw your Dubs up
If you ain`t from the west side put your guns up
Let a shot go Nigga
Squeeze and Pop
Let `em feel it when the bassline drop

And all bitches throw your hands up
You in the club with your girls
Call your man up
Cause you ain`t comin` home Mami
Breathe and stop
Exhale when the bassline drop

[1st Verse]
Ay yo its murder on the streets
Killa capitol
I`m blasting you
For the love of this doe
That`s what I have to do
I`m posted up
The corner King
They named me Coca
Got caught didn`t say a thing
You`re not supposed ta
La Costa Nostra
Gotti Gang
My shotty rang
Call it a killers exhibition
Let the body hang
A real work of art
Show your heart
I`ll blow your smarts
Yeah It`s the ghetto god
Rep the Bronx till I`m gone
Was sent to prison
You know me homey the chromey`s itchin`
Leave you holy if you rollin` with so bad intentions
Fit the pussy
Then again you know that
And we don`t ever see them in the hood
And they all rats
Joey don`t give a fuck
Tell my nigga hold that
Usually found in the kitchen
Where the stove at
Got that weed, got that coke
Get them dope sacks
My little man pitchin`
Yeah we call him Sandy Cossacks

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[2nd Verse]
Lord of war
You need a hammer
I`ll sell you guns
Sell coke to Pablo
Sell grammar to Pun
Stop searching niggaz
I am the one
Pepper spray gangsta`s
Show you how the iron is slung
Now I could play like Kanye and let me chest hairs show
Put on them Kool Moe Dee glasses
But that just ain`t Joe
Play shots and then I switch up the flow
Like what the blood clot, Boomba clot
You ain`t fuckin wit Joe

Now Mamma loves me
Her friends hate me
Jealous cause they boyfriends ain`t me
We getting at baby love
Yeah we pain free
Ain`t nobody`s pockets certain, here
We paid G`s
Now listen up
You in love with a stripper
I fuck her and dis her
I give her that mayo
You come and you kiss her
Nigga, Crack been a G ever since
Sit back and watch the money get bricks
Mo` fucker

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