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Lil' Rob Representing

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

[Lil
I'm representin I'm from San Diego, C.A.
With my nine treys, that duck the sunrays
Put 18 on my sleeves, eighty-five
with the coastal breeze and got my cuete to me
I my ride, and jump outside
Roll up a joint, it up and get high
Cause we get lit, bet on to get rich
They lock jaw, we stand by with break
I walk through you might, find impossible
and lots of flavor like a popsicle
Brought up in the barrio, man
like {?} Caminos from one ol'
The big bad Cali land where it's sango weed
the grass and I don't mean the lawn
I the bomb chron', only the best
Filled up my chest the mota from the Southwest

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

[Lil
I always try to crisp and clean
Keep my lowriders mean
you can read it on my sleeves
It say Lil Rob known as Mr. 1218
Ey let me at 'em let me get 'em hit 'em a verse
Let me hit 'em with the truth homes cause that's it hurts
I tuck the crossbars the skirt
You think I'm fuckin bad homeboy gonna get worse
Still givin parties, tumble between the chain link gates
Hit the keg, grab the mic and
Uno dos, uno dos, mic one two
Sick the agua in Tijuana, I'm sick like the flu
Tilt the brown bag, at the time throw up the brown rag
In a brown rag, let it down and let the back
the back alley, grita la pare
ese lil rob homie vas a ver,
Bien pedo, pero shrap like a filero
And when I bust, I bust like
Too much of a rush, I mean like a tecato
Heavy gato, Lil a sick vato

[Lil
I love hynitas,tienen una sonrisa
it comes to sex I'm triple X like my camisa
Whassup mija? Como te
Make her hot like a plancha, lay you down on the de Volada, nothin like a fine Me-xi-cana
Shakin nalgas, open the ventana
Mira, la vida makin movidas
olvidame y see you when I see ya
I'm all for comin in often, trippin
The six-three Impala felt like coppin somethin you
off at the mouth but you ain't nothin
Why the fuck you vatos wanna be startin
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 spit it
I'm in it to win, the why I did it again
I'm