Fat Joe - Breathe and Stop текст песни

Intro (Fat Joe)
Yeh this the prophet (the prophet) CRACK east coast C C C CR
CRACK west coast Latino mob you know we got that shit (prophet)
COKA you writin out them cheques go holla at my boy Damien haha COKA owww

Chorus (The Game)
All my niggas throw yer dubs up if you aint from the west side
put yer guns up let a shot go squeeze and pop let em feel it
when the baseline drop (C C C CR CRACK) and all my bitches throw
yer hands up you in the club with yer girls call yer man up coz

you aint commin home mommy breath and stop excel when the baseline drops

Verse 1 (Fat Joe)
EY YO there

Chorus (The Game)
All my niggas throw yer dubs up if you aint from the west side
put yer guns up let a shot go squeeze and pop let em feel it
when the baseline drop) and all my bitches throw yer hands up
you in the club with yer girls call yer man up coz you aint
commin home mommy breath and stop excel when the baseline drops

Verse 2 (Fat Joe)
Lord of war you need a hammer I sell ya guns sell weed to
Pablo sell grambo to Pun stop searchin niggas I am the one
pepper spray gangsters so you hide an eye in the slum now
I can play like Kanyee and let my chest hair show put on
them cool on me glasses but that just aint Joe play shots
then switch up the flow like what the blood clot bumba clat
you aint fuckin with Joe Now momma loves me her friends hate me
jealous coz their boyfriends aint me (NOPE) we getting that baby
love yeh we pain free aint no pockets hurtin here we pay G

Chorus (The Game)
All my niggas throw yer dubs up if you aint from
the west side put yer guns up let a shot go squeeze
and pop let em feel it when the baseline drop) and
all my bitches throw yer hands up you in the club with
yer girls call yer man up coz you aint commin home mommy
breath and stop excel when the baseline drops

Outro (Fat Joe)
The gangster gangster
owww yeh
T.A
New York
Killer capital
khaled