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Lil' Rob Representing

Yeah what's - wussup homes?
Yeah, ese Lil Rob
where I'm from homes
San Diego, C.A.
That's right...

Rob]
I'm where I'm from San Diego, C.A.
With my treys, vatos that duck the sunrays
Put 18 on my sleeves, degrees
the coastal breeze and got my cuete close to me
I park my ride, and outside
Roll up a joint, it up and get high
we get lit, bet on pits to get rich
They lock jaw, we by with break sticks
I through obstacles you might, find impossible
Unstoppable and lots of flavor a popsicle
up in the barrio, medicine man
like {?} Caminos from one ol'
The big bad Cali fast land where sango weed
Smoke the grass and I don't the lawn
I mean the bomb chron', the best
Filled up my with the mota from the Southwest

2X: Lil Rob w/ ad libs]

Representin where I'm from - where I'm
San Diego, C.A. - all day
Ready or not here I - here I come
So you best stay out of my way - make way

[Lil
I always try to stay crisp and
Keep my lookin mean
you can read it on my sleeves
It say Lil Rob also as Mr. 1218
Ey let me at 'em let me get 'em hit 'em with a
Let me hit 'em with the truth cause that's where it hurts
I tuck the crossbars the skirt
You I'm fuckin bad homeboy it's gonna get worse
Still givin neighborhood parties, between the chain link gates
Hit the keg, the mic and celebrate
Uno dos, uno dos, mic one two
Sick like the agua in Tijuana, I'm like the flu
Tilt the brown bag, at the same time throw up the rag
In a brown rag, let it and let the back drag
Until the back alley, grita la
ese lil rob controlamos vas a ver,
Bien pedo, pero estoy shrap like a
And when I bust, I bust like
Too much of a rush, I don't mean a tecato
gato, Lil Rob's a sick vato

[Lil
I love hynitas,tienen una sonrisa
When it comes to sex I'm X like my camisa
mija? Como te llamas?
Make her hot a plancha, lay you down on the cama de Volada, nothin like a fine Me-xi-cana
Shakin nalgas, somebody the ventana
Mira, la vida makin movidas
olvidame y see you when I see ya
I'm all for in often, runnin trippin
The six-three Impala like coppin somethin you popped
off at the mouth but you ain't nothin
Why the you vatos wanna be startin somethin?
I'm loco, I'm psycho, but I can't let the mic go
I can't let the mic go whoa, was a typo
Sounds tight though homey done it again
I'm in it to win, the reason why I did it
I'm