Ces Cru - Que Lastima Lyrics
Two stepping with a weapon on meDoing the hammer dance, I'mma rep this show meYou don't want to advance incorrectly homieGet a check to your neck and get the flex and whole keyWe get the mili and mind you we are majorPut it back on the map in the mind of a haterIn a mode of attack, I'm the alpha omegaChop a couple of rails done in line of it laterThese are the breaks, the game's in a slingY'all mother*****ers better go kiss the ringFans want me to do a song withAnd I got to say I don't see that happeningRap at the king, come for the crown***** you pay me, nigga puff -puff poundGrab at the bling, bum rush the crowdThey don't really want me to bust bust groundJust touched down, 81 6Pinto music and 81 bricksY'all better lose it and make me come get' and some other dumb shitAnd I get it with the killer city committeeMurdering em all and we all pack a billyI kick up my feet and pack up a hillyI flip up the beat and crack up the ceilingRack up a milly, for real what's the dealyWe ill, y'all road kill, ***** what all in that team, playing with a marked deckAnd in a minute Imma gotta pull a card, checkI been grinding my minding to get thatDinner, it's all on the line and I find that illerWith lines on my mind all the time, that's fillerPursue it all on my mind as a Midwest willerKids growing up so fastSweet 16 they load up the gatClose up the casketToo bad instead of that you should've had your punk ass kickedQue lastima, c'est la vieQue será será, what'll be will beQue lastima, c'est la vieQue será será, what'll be will beBelieveMy gosh, I'm a crafty speakerThink on my, I got the baddest featuresLook at them hands that'll ***** he featuresLike campaign threats til you break you fast'Beasts believe in, got you fellingCount my blessings, I haven't reached itStarving in my city but I'm eatingCarving out the gritty when you preachingNo pardons, little ***** you're tweakingScar you, machete happy when he feastsPlease call me, I know they had me in their speakersFlame bang, blow me out in their spaceAll dehydrate, leave me irateIt's all that they say I flee from my gatesNiggas gonna talk, it's just how they madeShow up in a rave, ain't even on tourCite me a band, invest to make moreChest I'm this bored, probably don't sendWhen I call you ***** I mean to offendExpress with backhands and brazen incenseI guess you in line like I was your pimpOn my name brand impositionWag like dogs, but I'mma go gettingOut of your league, you keep forgettingI can separate all from your doneOut of control, you niggas out, you niggas already knowGot to be bold the whole world want to froze yaStep in my ring, I'mma snich you and will be so badKids growing up so fastSweet 16 they load up the gatClose up the casketToo bad instead of that you should've had your punk ass kickedQue lastima, c'est la vieQue será será, what'll be will beQue lastima, c'est la vieQue será será, what'll be will beBelieveThey try to slow my speed and go by meI focus my energy and throw my chiYou know my steed, that's the methodPhone full of pics that they kept for referenceI'm moving on to the next progressionAnd bored in a plane where they check for weaponsNo knives, liquids or gunsJust can't decide which is the oneKnew I would drive when this shit begunJumped off the ride, ***** missed the funThis is the one, guarantee zip with some fundsChristmas will comeThey puff tree and sip fists of rumI take the cake, kids get the crumbsBall when I strike, hits and runsPut em out in the field, raw dealMy flows are frozen, y'all chillYou don't what I'm holding caught the fieldCatch rye whiskey, say goodbye to this beatTruth my bullet proof, y'all lies will miss meStrange all day, we've been signed officiallyLook around the house, every eye is mistySome of y'all tryna get meGo ahead then try me dick weedA grimy great, I been taking my vitaminsTango with the lyrical leviathanTake a look at who I'm riding withLittle girls get faint at the slightest wordsGrown man, heart attack inside of herAnd the all fall out while I observeI'm a fire bird, a phoenixRose up from ash, I needCold *****ing cashSoon as I see it, got to roll up and passI'm a geek, but believe it I'll sure bust your assKids growing up so fastSweet 16 they load up the gatClose up the casketToo bad instead of that you should've had your punk ass kickedQue lastima, c'est la vieQue será será, what'll be will beQue lastima, c'est la vieQue será será, what'll be will beBelieve
