Lox - Breathe Easy Lyrics
Intro:Sp killerYeah yeah yeah, l-o-x, l-o-x mother*****erNiggas dont know how we bout to come this timeNo more shiny suitsNone of that shitChorus: 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 furtherMurder or get murderedVerse 1:[styles paniro]Half of the hustle, half of them killersAll of them niggas wanna kill paniroBetter send the guerrillasCause beef is like a brand new carYou better rideEverytime I sleep I dieWish I was gone (ya know)Felt dumb when I was youngI used to wish I was onIma stay blunted and red with one in the headNiggas thinkin they the donTill their shit get bombedI put 4 in your shootin arm2 in your legsLike 10 in your chestThe last one in your headI give you the whole clip,Like you cheated and stole shitKnocked off the pack, flossed and no chipsYou know the businessEmpty rap kill your co-defendantKeep it male and catch a body in trialIf you want a nigga dead than do it holiday stylesCome with 2 guns up and empty both off the clipsKill you whole *****in crew and go n smoke on the fifthChorus: x2Verse 2:[sheek luchion]Yo, yo, yoI come to your town on a peter pan, no jackOne pair of clothes, 2 hoes and buggy with thatWanna beef me? , yall niggas is borrowin heatCallin all across town to borrow a full poundMeanwhile this nigga got his guns to your nogginWhile your man with the heat is with some ***** up in the projectHe clappin at you, you duckin, makin you danceYou should have spent it on some gunsInstead of iceberg pantsWhat, l.o.x. off top, pullin our triggersWith our guns on our lap, we ride around like cali niggers(westsiiide)Target mother*****ers, cold hearted mother*****ersStead of young dumb your moms, and whoever she got with herTheres a new-born in the house,Then Im killin the babysitterYall niggas all clowns in sheek eyesYour moms would wear glasses,With the nose disguise around meTalkin greasyYall like watermelonsBig but crack easyChorus: x2Verse 3:[jadakiss]Now if you know jay,I never been a brother to frontI be in l.a. wearin any colors I wantRock guns like shirts, block under the punkAnd I put somethin hot, anyone of you chumpsAnd I know a few of you wanna get my watchBut it a be funeral if you get my watchIt aint nothing yall can do to stop the lox wealthRun up in a gunstore, cop the top shelfThe crack-game is dead, all they want is weed nowChicks that I went to school with, a seed nowYou know kiss, stocky bald head, light brownIce down, in my roll look like nighttownTo all yall lil jadas for the 1000th timeI recall hittin your moms or writin your rhymesAnd just because you might have seen me,In and out of your houseIs no way that she gon have a baby out of her mouthChorus: till end
