Your Last Time Breathin'

DJ Clue

[Featuring Cam'Ron Charlie Baltimore Lil' Cease]



Uh this for all my niggas



What...all my niggas



Uhh my Nrooklyn niggas



Uhh wha my Uptown niggas



Uhh wha my Junior niggas



Uhh yo yo yo yo



Verse One: Lil' Cease



There's only noe Lil' Ceaser



Who can touch ya who tease ya



Cruise around the world tease her with my Visa



Now you're askin' me the questions and lies



I'll tell ya neither, but betta be a believer



Ceaser Leo believe ya



Iced out, me and Kim rockin' at the White House



See if you can handle this pressure with the lights out



I'm catchin' flights out, D-rockin' plus I'm trifed out



Brooklyn Mint hats and sweatas, with the nights out



Did that, it's all about the break like the Kit Kat



That kid got, players from Brooklyn that get chicks black



I meant that, you like the way Ceaser Leo spit that



It's a trip that, you niggas had to kill B.I.G. to get back



But I sit back and hope that crack



See I don't smoke that, it's too many black folks



With street dreams wanna blow back



Cease aloupe that, I rock a show and hope you know that



And rock a party, and rock a body



Just to help my dough stack



Chorus



You can put your army against my team and



I guarantee it will be your very last time breathin'



You can put your army against my team and



I guarantee it will be your very last time breathin'



Verse Two: Camron



Uhh, I dare you and the men tryers



Mersadies Benz buyers, chromed rhime tires



O-D like limp buyers, gun sticky handles



Tricky bandels, shit we ran through



And I'ma drink until I catch a plate of Mickey Mantle



With the Land through, then I'm storm out with my coins out