Ces Cru - Que Lastima lyrics

Two stepping with a weapon on me Doing the hammer dance, Imma rep this show me You dont want to advance incorrectly homie Get a check to your neck and get the flex and whole key We get the mili and mind you we are major Put it back on the map in the mind of a hater In a mode of attack, Im the alpha omega Chop a couple of rails done in line of it later These are the breaks, the games in a sling Yall motherf**ers better go kiss the ring Fans want me to do a song with And I got to say I dont see that happening Rap at the king, come for the crown f** you pay me, n***a puff -puff pound Grab at the bling, bum rush the crowd They dont really want me to bust bust ground Just touched down, 81 6 Pinto music and 81 bricks Yall better lose it and make me come get and some other dumb sh** And I get it with the k**er city committee Murdering em all and we all pack a billy I kick up my feet and pack up a hilly I flip up the beat and crack up the ceiling Rack up a milly, for real whats the dealy We ill, yall road k**, f** what all in that team, playing with a marked deck And in a minute Imma gotta pull a card, check I been grinding my minding to get that Dinner, its all on the line and I find that iller With lines on my mind all the time, thats filler Pursue it all on my mind as a Midwest willer Kids growing up so fast Sweet 16 they load up the gat Close up the casket Too bad instead of that you shouldve had your punk a** kicked Que lastima, cest la vie Que ser? ser?, whatll be will be Que lastima, cest la vie Que ser? ser?, whatll be will be Believe My gosh, Im a crafty speaker Think on my, I got the baddest features Look at them hands thatll f** he features Like campaign threats til you break you fast Beasts believe in, got you felling Count my blessings, I havent reached it Starving in my city but Im eating Carving out the gritty when you preaching No pardons, little b**h youre tweaking Scar you, machete happy when he feasts Please call me, I know they had me in their speakers Flame bang, blow me out in their space All dehydrate, leave me irate Its all that they say I flee from my gates n***as gonna talk, its just how they made Show up in a rave, aint even on tour Cite me a band, invest to make more Chest Im this bored, probably dont send When I call you b**h I mean to offend Express with backhands and brazen incense I guess you in line like I was your pimp On my name brand imposition Wag like dogs, but Imma go getting Out of your league, you keep forgetting I can separate all from your done Out of control, you n***as out, you n***as already know Got to be bold the whole world want to froze ya Step in my ring, Imma snich you and will be so bad Kids growing up so fast Sweet 16 they load up the gat Close up the casket Too bad instead of that you shouldve had your punk a** kicked Que lastima, cest la vie Que ser? ser?, whatll be will be Que lastima, cest la vie Que ser? ser?, whatll be will be Believe They try to slow my speed and go by me I focus my energy and throw my chi You know my steed, thats the method Phone full of pics that they kept for reference Im moving on to the next progression And bored in a plane where they check for weapons No knives, liquids or guns Just cant decide which is the one Knew I would drive when this sh** begun Jumped off the ride, b**h missed the fun This is the one, guarantee zip with some funds Christmas will come They puff tree and sip fists of rum I take the cake, kids get the crumbs Ball when I strike, hits and runs Put em out in the field, raw deal My flows are frozen, yall chill You dont what Im holding caught the field Catch rye whiskey, say goodbye to this beat Truth my bullet proof, yall lies will miss me Strange all day, weve been signed officially Look around the house, every eye is misty Some of yall tryna get me Go ahead then try me dick weed A grimy great, I been taking my vitamins Tango with the lyrical leviathan Take a look at who Im riding with Little girls get faint at the slightest words Grown man, heart attack inside of her And the all fall out while I observe Im a fire bird, a phoenix Rose up from ash, I need Cold f**ing cash Soon as I see it, got to roll up and pa** Im a geek, but believe it Ill sure bust your a** Kids growing up so fast Sweet 16 they load up the gat Close up the casket Too bad instead of that you shouldve had your punk a** kicked Que lastima, cest la vie Que ser? ser?, whatll be will be Que lastima, cest la vie Que ser? ser?, whatll be will be Believe