CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hardly Breathe
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I can hardly breathe
Seven grams in the Backwood, it keep coughin' me
My?b*t*h?told me to?roll up, I rolled all the?weed
Hotboxin? in the vehicle, you can hardly see
N***a handed me his cell phone, I stole all his fiends
Accurate with the .45, so I took off the beam
B*t*h keep beggin' me for twenty, said her car on E
My lil' n***a put you in a box, he can hardly read
He flashed twenty bands on Facebook, he got killed for stuntin?
Found out he ain't have no pape', he got killed for nothin'
A n***a f**ked my b*t*h and I popped him, he got killed for nuttin'
The plug took too long to bring the weed, he got stripped for comin'
Damn, I miss my uncle
Used to get the drank and give it to me, I ain't payin' nothin?
Cut into a b*t*h too quick, she almost gave me monkey
Tryna hit a brick with no glove, almost scraped my knuckles
I only wanna buy the drank if I can buy the seal
Ayy, T, I ain?t sellin' you no work if I can?t buy the pills
On Stockdale, at the gas station 'bout to buy some chips
I shot a n***a in the store 'cause he was tryna steal
A label sent a contract, I gotta find Will
Right now I'm goin? crazy, whole city think I signed a deal
My plug said the power went out, told him find a bill
Got a tablet, press me and E finna design a pill
In school with a Glock 9, I ain't tryna learn
32s on the old school, it's kinda hard to turn
This cherry look like nappy-a** hair, I gotta buy a perm
Dirty bullets in my AK, n***a, die with germs
Shot a bald-head n***a twice, gave him sideburns
I just beat a n***a a** and now he look like Tommy Hearns
My fiend say the dope I got b***er, but I gotta churn it
You can't make what I made off rap, bruh, you gotta earn it
Got into it with an Arab and knocked off his turban
Unc' bring the boy back alive, he gon' die a surgeon
A n***a shot me, I lied, told my mama that I'm not gon' hurt him
My n***a's mama smokin', had to promise that I'm not gon' serve her
Told me she might as well shop with me 'cause I'm not gon' gurb her
Had a nine-to-five for twenty years, you gon' die a worker
F**ked a b*t*h and had her screamin', her son think I hurt her
I don't like green, Quali', Test, but I'll drink the purple
Was gon' skeet in this b*t*h, but I think she fertile
I think I'm on to somethin'
F**ked this bad b*t*h without a condom, she almost gave me somethin'
I ain't even cut the margarine, but I'll shake the b***er
Sell a thousand pills in a day, I don't think I stuttered
So don't think I'm frontin'
If I f**k more than two times, don't think I love you
If I let you buy these pills, don't think I drugged you
How the f**k am I a capper? I don't cop helmets
N***a swore he was a scrapper, he got popped wrestlin'
But anyway, Rio just a rapper, let the opps tell it
I think this n***a lit a blunt, but I cannot smell it
B*t*h, I'm really G.E.D., I cannot fail it
'Cause I'm gettin' every dollar, but I'm not with Eddie
I got a plug on some, but I cannot sell it
Supercalifrillyexpedocious, I cannot spell it
I'm in Mexico talkin' sh*t, but I can't write Spanish
Glock hit him in his neckbone, b*t*h, I don't like cabbage
Let my fiend come short today, I'ma fight Ashley
I got a big-a** gun on me, can't wear tight jackets
Buckshots hit him in his face, it look like acne
Knock a n***a Cartis off his face, he look like Daphne
Damn, I mean Velma, man, I write backwards
Still f**kin' with the Scooby Doo, you wanna buy some Scrappy?
I can hardly breathe
Seven grams in the Backwood, it keep coughin' me
My?b*t*h?told me to?roll up, I rolled all the?weed
Hotboxin? in the vehicle, you can hardly see
N***a handed me his cell phone, I stole all his fiends
Accurate with the .45, so I took off the beam
B*t*h keep beggin' me for twenty, said her car on E
My lil' n***a put you in a box, he can hardly read
He flashed twenty bands on Facebook, he got killed for stuntin?
Found out he ain't have no pape', he got killed for nothin'
A n***a f**ked my b*t*h and I popped him, he got killed for nuttin'
The plug took too long to bring the weed, he got stripped for comin'
Damn, I miss my uncle
Used to get the drank and give it to me, I ain't payin' nothin?
Cut into a b*t*h too quick, she almost gave me monkey
Tryna hit a brick with no glove, almost scraped my knuckles
I only wanna buy the drank if I can buy the seal
Ayy, T, I ain?t sellin' you no work if I can?t buy the pills
On Stockdale, at the gas station 'bout to buy some chips
I shot a n***a in the store 'cause he was tryna steal
A label sent a contract, I gotta find Will
Right now I'm goin? crazy, whole city think I signed a deal
My plug said the power went out, told him find a bill
Got a tablet, press me and E finna design a pill
In school with a Glock 9, I ain't tryna learn
32s on the old school, it's kinda hard to turn
This cherry look like nappy-a** hair, I gotta buy a perm
Dirty bullets in my AK, n***a, die with germs
Shot a bald-head n***a twice, gave him sideburns
I just beat a n***a a** and now he look like Tommy Hearns
My fiend say the dope I got b***er, but I gotta churn it
You can't make what I made off rap, bruh, you gotta earn it
Got into it with an Arab and knocked off his turban
Unc' bring the boy back alive, he gon' die a surgeon
A n***a shot me, I lied, told my mama that I'm not gon' hurt him
My n***a's mama smokin', had to promise that I'm not gon' serve her
Told me she might as well shop with me 'cause I'm not gon' gurb her
Had a nine-to-five for twenty years, you gon' die a worker
F**ked a b*t*h and had her screamin', her son think I hurt her
I don't like green, Quali', Test, but I'll drink the purple
Was gon' skeet in this b*t*h, but I think she fertile
I think I'm on to somethin'
F**ked this bad b*t*h without a condom, she almost gave me somethin'
I ain't even cut the margarine, but I'll shake the b***er
Sell a thousand pills in a day, I don't think I stuttered
So don't think I'm frontin'
If I f**k more than two times, don't think I love you
If I let you buy these pills, don't think I drugged you
How the f**k am I a capper? I don't cop helmets
N***a swore he was a scrapper, he got popped wrestlin'
But anyway, Rio just a rapper, let the opps tell it
I think this n***a lit a blunt, but I cannot smell it
B*t*h, I'm really G.E.D., I cannot fail it
'Cause I'm gettin' every dollar, but I'm not with Eddie
I got a plug on some, but I cannot sell it
Supercalifrillyexpedocious, I cannot spell it
I'm in Mexico talkin' sh*t, but I can't write Spanish
Glock hit him in his neckbone, b*t*h, I don't like cabbage
Let my fiend come short today, I'ma fight Ashley
I got a big-a** gun on me, can't wear tight jackets
Buckshots hit him in his face, it look like acne
Knock a n***a Cartis off his face, he look like Daphne
Damn, I mean Velma, man, I write backwards
Still f**kin' with the Scooby Doo, you wanna buy some Scrappy?
