(Lil' Rob) I'm from the city that everyone knows All clean creased up on my clothes Hit the street and hop the low low Even got hydraulics on the Limo
I'm from the city that everyone knows All clean creased up on my clothes Hit the street and hop the low low Got my baby waiting in the limo
(Lil' Rob) It's all real to me homes don't need to make shit up I don't kick it with you vatos cause you fake the funk You never once had my back your just some fucking punks Why sit and why ask and wonder who to trust When the answer's so obvious It's no one it's no fun Putos talking shit and they just go on and go on and so on I'm giving you something to go on I got myself an Oldie CD I want to throw on Mix it with some hip-hop making sure its tip top Shape for your rafla bumping like you want to Add some Mexican rap to your collection Imagine hoppin your ride Bumpin this in an intersection Interesting ain't that what us Mexicans do? We can put it down 2 it's 2002 I guarantee you'll see me in 2003 In a 2004, fucking slammed on the floor
(Chorus)
(Lil' Rob) It's time I pick up the pieces, get sick like diseases Don't you understand I don't want to be like he is I mean it, I can only call it how I see it See it then I call it, drink like Alcoholics Only drop the bomb shit, only smoking chronic Let me make a phone call if I don't already got it Now watch this, Wacha I'm on the deadline What can we give this fucking guy so he can write some rhymes A bag of yerba, six pack of cerveza But most important of all homes it's the feria I need some kind of motivation dog It's not enough just having people hating Lil' Rob I'm here to... Open your eyes and make you all see Chicano rap is also rap so why are they labeling me Hating on me I deserve some fucking radio play Any time of the day not just once a week one time on Sunday (you know)
(Chorus)
(Lil' Rob) Pull out some lyrics I had folded in my pocket Hold it up in front of the mic then I rock it, can't stop it Every car I own I have to drop it Fix it up, switch it up that way I can lift it up over speed bumps I need bumps, bumping out some oldies Cruise around go and place some horseshoes with the homies Have a couple cheves, chillin by my Chevy Gonna grab another beer is anybody ready I don't got a bottle opner, I gotta use my lighter Always got a lighter cause I always use the fire To light the leño, I got a, bicentennial Order up some home grown, shit gets me stoned homes Go a little loco, feelin like a tonto That's when you know that it's almost time to go home And get ready for the night time Cause Ray Charles said it best, night time is the right time
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I'm from the city that everyone knows All clean creased up on my clothes Hit the street and hop the low low Got my baby waiting in the limo
(Lil' Rob) It's all real to me homes don't need to make shit up I don't kick it with you vatos cause you fake the funk You never once had my back your just some fucking punks Why sit and why ask and wonder who to trust When the answer's so obvious It's no one it's no fun Putos talking shit and they just go on and go on and so on I'm giving you something to go on I got myself an Oldie CD I want to throw on Mix it with some hip-hop making sure its tip top Shape for your rafla bumping like you want to Add some Mexican rap to your collection Imagine hoppin your ride Bumpin this in an intersection Interesting ain't that what us Mexicans do? We can put it down 2 it's 2002 I guarantee you'll see me in 2003 In a 2004, fucking slammed on the floor
(Chorus)
(Lil' Rob) It's time I pick up the pieces, get sick like diseases Don't you understand I don't want to be like he is I mean it, I can only call it how I see it See it then I call it, drink like Alcoholics Only drop the bomb shit, only smoking chronic Let me make a phone call if I don't already got it Now watch this, Wacha I'm on the deadline What can we give this fucking guy so he can write some rhymes A bag of yerba, six pack of cerveza But most important of all homes it's the feria I need some kind of motivation dog It's not enough just having people hating Lil' Rob I'm here to... Open your eyes and make you all see Chicano rap is also rap so why are they labeling me Hating on me I deserve some fucking radio play Any time of the day not just once a week one time on Sunday (you know)
(Chorus)
(Lil' Rob) Pull out some lyrics I had folded in my pocket Hold it up in front of the mic then I rock it, can't stop it Every car I own I have to drop it Fix it up, switch it up that way I can lift it up over speed bumps I need bumps, bumping out some oldies Cruise around go and place some horseshoes with the homies Have a couple cheves, chillin by my Chevy Gonna grab another beer is anybody ready I don't got a bottle opner, I gotta use my lighter Always got a lighter cause I always use the fire To light the leño, I got a, bicentennial Order up some home grown, shit gets me stoned homes Go a little loco, feelin like a tonto That's when you know that it's almost time to go home And get ready for the night time Cause Ray Charles said it best, night time is the right time
(Chorus)
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