TrapStreet Boyz - Last Breath Pt. 2 (feat. Exotic Queen)

Pressure, pressure, pressure, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Have you ever seen a body take his last breath
Now they stirring at the body, crying, screaming
Now they screaming

Now they wheezing
Now they wheezing
Now they screaming
Hulk him down, hulk him down, I'm Mr. Hulk him down

Bullets to his lungs, got him wheezy now
Bitch, you can't, nah
Bitch, I ran track,off in school
Run away, then you a fool

Tell you just what we gon' do
I'ma close my ass, count to ten
I'll give your ass a head start
Bullets tag him, now he froze

Keep that Iron like Tony Stark's
Mama's crying, brother's hot
Fucking watch me spin the block
Fucking with Big Bino, I might as well get you a family plot

I'm standing over your body, bitch, I'm on a mission
Yeah, I'm known as a reaper, he's a special edition
Load my bitch, I need more ammunition
Blow her brains out, I'll throw the rest in the kitchen

Now, life ain't fair for the women and children
All we need is just for the world to listen
You wouldn't lay there tied up in a ribbon
Man, I'm just a psycho, somebody come get me

Playing with my mental, ain't a good look, now you got your family writing about you in a book
Now ya singing preaching face look shook
Everybody crying and now Everybody just can't Hahahaha)
Man Fck this shit hand me that switch
Killem all now yell and QUEEN THAT BITCH
And all that talking don't wanna hear that noise ,one false move leave you paranoid ,keep a strap on me ,know I keep it on me
One false move, leave yah leaking homie
Don't you ever, ever, ever get to speaking on

Bet you want your mama, daddy, and you preaching, homie
I try to tell them, lil' nigga, we ain't beefing, homie
Cause the kids ain't driving, we ain't chiefing, homie, like
Squaby, hold up

Now,Queen hold up
You gotta spin off a body
Gotta shoot him in his face, leave him toe up
You gotta leave his face identified

Now they're trying to see the pain in his mama's ass
Gotta leave that old bitch traumatized
I'm a motherfucking demon in God's disguise, Gert
Have you ever seen a body take his last breath

Now they stirring over the body
Crying, screaming
Now they screaming
Now they wheezing

Now they wheezing
Now they screaming

Written by:
Andre Franklin, Marcus Gerton, Tiffany Bethany

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