Fiesty 2 Guns, Rigo Luna, Chino Grande, Jasper Loco, Lil Cuete - Tragic (Bring It Home) lyrics
[Fiesty 2 Guns, Rigo Luna, Chino Grande, Jasper Loco, Lil Cuete - Tragic Bring It Home lyrics]
You Know Whats Tragic?
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
Ain't No One Stopping Me i'm Going All In
My Time Is Now listen
These Streets Are Calling Me i Made My Moves
Now I'll Let My Pieces Play and I'm No Fool
So I Chose Not To Leave Today or Tomorrow
Forever Be My Loyalty never Will It Spoil Me
Never Let It Take A Toll On Me
Ain't Nothing Owed To Me
I Swear I Earned It All
I Got This Burning In My Brain
And I Can't Turn It Off
I Got This Burning In This Verse
Its Time To Hurt Em All
There Ain't No Pureness In Their Blood
So I Curse Em All stick To The Guns
No Mercy Till I'm Paid Right
I Got My Bullets From Performin'
No Stage Fright and I'll Be Hated Right
But There Ain't No Love & War
I Paid The Price and I'll Be Going
Till I Hit The Floor but Not Yet
I Got Too Much To Accomplish
Wanna Shake The Real
You Gotta Shake Off All The Nonsense
You Know Whats Tragic?
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
By The Time I'm Done Coming Up
It Don't Matter Who's After Me
By The Time They Match Up i'll Be Coming Out
With Another Masterpiece and I Promise This
By The Time I'm Done to Remember 2 Guns
As The One Bringing Up Mexicans
With The Golden Flows i'm Next To None
Guaranteed I'm Taking This
And I'm Shaking This Claim
That We Can't Exist in This Rap Game
Let This Man Unfold let The Pieces Fall
Like Dominoes unstoppable
Put An End To These Dudes that Got No Flow
Sorry Dog But, If They Gots To Go
They Gots To Go they Falling Off
Like Geronimo
Yeah I Had To Do It
Had To Bring In One Of The Sickest
The Fastest (Lil Cuete: You Already Know)
Muthafucken Rapper I Know
Lil Cuete Let Em Know Whats Up Big Dog
(Lil Cuete: That's Right This Is
How I Burn Em Up, Lil Cuete: Check It Out)
Put His Body In A Scorching Furnace
Got Em All Trippin' Out when They Heard This
Wanna Take My Spot gotta Earn This
Yeah Little Crazy
But, Its More When I Surface
And You Know I Hold My Own
Ain't No Need To Be Faking It
I'm Use To Cell Blocks and Being Segregated
I Leave Them Haters Hatin'
I Stand & Rep My City
They Say They Want My Life
Naw, I'm Like Come & Get Me
I Call The Streets My Home
And That's A True Statement
I Say The Game Was Better
When Fiesty 2 Guns Made It
But More Than Half Are Weak
I Couldn't Say The Same
Cause They Ain't Up To Par
They're Fucking Up The Game
And Lil Cuete Said It
So You Could Tell Em That
Cause Everybody Knows i Keep It True To Rap
You Know Whats Tragic?
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
4 Bitches & A Strap and Don't You Smell A G?
Kush-Fullness we The Best
Always Blowing Trees they Call Me Corleone
I'm From The C The Row playa Hatin'
So I'm Sayin' that You Gotta Go
Funny Dudes thinking That We Are The Same
Plus Your Chick Made You Cry
Like A Fucking Lame get Out The Way
Fool You're Never Catching Up
We Keep It Pushin' and We Movin'
All The Way On Up been Pourin' In My Cup
A Knuckle With A Blunt
I'm Fully Active In The Streets
And It Ain't A Stunt so Go & Check
Homie I Will Never Lie there Ain't No Me
Break The Weed and Light It On The Side
And With That Said yes You Never Stopping Me
They Call Me Jasp on The Task
For That 2-1-3 hustle Fuck The Broke
Puffing & You'll Choke
Till The Day That I Die
Yes You'll Smell The Smoke
You Know Whats Tragic?
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
I'm Out The Kennel with My Perros
And We Packing Metal we Got 2 Tuernos
Off The Yarda where We Sharping Fieros
I'm Off That Level where Every Cholo
Hanging From My Huevos
I Mean I Ask Em If They Serio
Bout Them Camponeros i Mean I'm Serio
Hold Up, Naw Homie Serio i'll Stop The Beat
But That Defeated while She Blow Me Besos
So I Rather Hide Em dr jekyll
Rather Blast Than Wrestle i Leave Em Bloody
Like Ol Testing Testicles
Don't Wanna Test The Row
Chale Don't Test Us Though
They Trying To Flex that Burpee Set
Which She Has Never Known until This G
Done Had A Po Position domed Her Flow
She's So Addictive
Move Her Hips & Lick Her Lips i'm Gone
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
Ain't No One Stopping Me i'm Going All In
My Time Is Now listen
These Streets Are Calling Me i Made My Moves
Now I'll Let My Pieces Play and I'm No Fool
So I Chose Not To Leave Today or Tomorrow
Forever Be My Loyalty never Will It Spoil Me
Never Let It Take A Toll On Me
Ain't Nothing Owed To Me
I Swear I Earned It All
I Got This Burning In My Brain
And I Can't Turn It Off
I Got This Burning In This Verse
Its Time To Hurt Em All
There Ain't No Pureness In Their Blood
So I Curse Em All stick To The Guns
No Mercy Till I'm Paid Right
I Got My Bullets From Performin'
No Stage Fright and I'll Be Hated Right
But There Ain't No Love & War
I Paid The Price and I'll Be Going
Till I Hit The Floor but Not Yet
I Got Too Much To Accomplish
Wanna Shake The Real
You Gotta Shake Off All The Nonsense
You Know Whats Tragic?
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
By The Time I'm Done Coming Up
It Don't Matter Who's After Me
By The Time They Match Up i'll Be Coming Out
With Another Masterpiece and I Promise This
By The Time I'm Done to Remember 2 Guns
As The One Bringing Up Mexicans
With The Golden Flows i'm Next To None
Guaranteed I'm Taking This
And I'm Shaking This Claim
That We Can't Exist in This Rap Game
Let This Man Unfold let The Pieces Fall
Like Dominoes unstoppable
Put An End To These Dudes that Got No Flow
Sorry Dog But, If They Gots To Go
They Gots To Go they Falling Off
Like Geronimo
Yeah I Had To Do It
Had To Bring In One Of The Sickest
The Fastest (Lil Cuete: You Already Know)
Muthafucken Rapper I Know
Lil Cuete Let Em Know Whats Up Big Dog
(Lil Cuete: That's Right This Is
How I Burn Em Up, Lil Cuete: Check It Out)
Put His Body In A Scorching Furnace
Got Em All Trippin' Out when They Heard This
Wanna Take My Spot gotta Earn This
Yeah Little Crazy
But, Its More When I Surface
And You Know I Hold My Own
Ain't No Need To Be Faking It
I'm Use To Cell Blocks and Being Segregated
I Leave Them Haters Hatin'
I Stand & Rep My City
They Say They Want My Life
Naw, I'm Like Come & Get Me
I Call The Streets My Home
And That's A True Statement
I Say The Game Was Better
When Fiesty 2 Guns Made It
But More Than Half Are Weak
I Couldn't Say The Same
Cause They Ain't Up To Par
They're Fucking Up The Game
And Lil Cuete Said It
So You Could Tell Em That
Cause Everybody Knows i Keep It True To Rap
You Know Whats Tragic?
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
4 Bitches & A Strap and Don't You Smell A G?
Kush-Fullness we The Best
Always Blowing Trees they Call Me Corleone
I'm From The C The Row playa Hatin'
So I'm Sayin' that You Gotta Go
Funny Dudes thinking That We Are The Same
Plus Your Chick Made You Cry
Like A Fucking Lame get Out The Way
Fool You're Never Catching Up
We Keep It Pushin' and We Movin'
All The Way On Up been Pourin' In My Cup
A Knuckle With A Blunt
I'm Fully Active In The Streets
And It Ain't A Stunt so Go & Check
Homie I Will Never Lie there Ain't No Me
Break The Weed and Light It On The Side
And With That Said yes You Never Stopping Me
They Call Me Jasp on The Task
For That 2-1-3 hustle Fuck The Broke
Puffing & You'll Choke
Till The Day That I Die
Yes You'll Smell The Smoke
You Know Whats Tragic?
Drop Like A Guillotine i'm Choppin' Rappers
Leaving Bodies like A Murder Scene
You Know Whats Tragic? When I Hit The Door
I'm Spittin' Verses till I Hurt Em
As They Hit The Floor noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me noo Noo Noo
Ain't No One Gonna Stop Me
I'm Out The Kennel with My Perros
And We Packing Metal we Got 2 Tuernos
Off The Yarda where We Sharping Fieros
I'm Off That Level where Every Cholo
Hanging From My Huevos
I Mean I Ask Em If They Serio
Bout Them Camponeros i Mean I'm Serio
Hold Up, Naw Homie Serio i'll Stop The Beat
But That Defeated while She Blow Me Besos
So I Rather Hide Em dr jekyll
Rather Blast Than Wrestle i Leave Em Bloody
Like Ol Testing Testicles
Don't Wanna Test The Row
Chale Don't Test Us Though
They Trying To Flex that Burpee Set
Which She Has Never Known until This G
Done Had A Po Position domed Her Flow
She's So Addictive
Move Her Hips & Lick Her Lips i'm Gone