Breathe Easy

[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] We gonna R-U-double F-R-Y-D-E Revolver, semi-automatic, and a P.G. Hooptie getaway driver Breathe easy Explain thing further Murder or get murdered [Styles Paniro] Half of them hustle, half of them killers All of them niggas want to kill Paniro Better send the guerrillas 'Cause beef is like a brand new car You better ride Every time I sleep, I die Wish I was gone (Ya know) Felt dumb when I was young I used to wish I was on I'm a stay blunted and red with one in the head Niggas thinkin' they the don Till their shit get bombed I put four in your shootin' arm Two in your legs Like ten 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 then do it holiday styles Come with two guns up and empty both of the clips Kill you whole fuckin' crew and go 'n smoke on the fifth [Chorus: x2] [Sheek Luchion] Yo, yo, yo I come to your town on a Peter Pan, no Jack One pair of clothes, two hos and buggy with that Want to 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 niggas (West side!) 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] [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 want to get my watch But it be a funeral if you get my watch It ain't nothing y'all can do to stop the Lox' wealth Run up in a gun store; 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 night-town To all y'all, lil' Jada's for the thousandth 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]