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Fat Joe Breathe And Stop

Breathe and stop, exhale when the bassline drop Lord of war, you need a hammer, I?ll sell you guns Sell *** to Pablo, sell grammar to Pun Stop searchin

Breathe and stop Expel when the baseline drop [Fat joe:] Lord of war you need a hammer I?ll sell you guns Sell coke to pablo sell grammar to pun stop

turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And

turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And

Fat Joe & Ja Rule) [The Game:] Yeah! Maybach Music, Lamborghini level Who's that cheddar better than the rat killa That nigga that busts gaps quicker, and

nigga, tell the devil I sent ya [Fat Joe] Yup! Death ain't sweet man But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease Some niggaz get cremated, others

appealing, I'm ready and willing Time to expose the handcuffs and lock you up You will find every desire when the X man touch She said she like them rough and

out of pussy, no question Back off, deadly like cigarettes and black coffee Long as I got lungs and a knot you can't stop me *mr. len scratches again

the mic and say the word FUCK more times then Dolomite I'm that nigga that got the last words you got served Smokin fat herbs and gunnin niggas down