Fat Joe - Breathe And Stop
(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 Baseline Drops
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 Baseline 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 Costra Nostre
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 Some 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
[chorus]
[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 Love Me
Her Friend Hates 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
[chorus]
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