Luyện nghe bài hát San Diego

up ese
It's homeboy
Rob
Representing my to the fullest
San Diego, Southern
That's where I'm from,

S-A-N D-I-E-G-O con Mano Lopalo
Mi pa mi lado, liempo creased down with the wrinkles
Bet you get tingles when you listen to my singles
Mi cate, con marijuanito
Got one hand on my cuete and the on my pistol
Siempre listo, mijito en
I'm one bad motherfucker from the side of town ese, mi moto
Pero no me jolles, but I still this
Rob controla, fucking up this rola like a bomba on the boulevard
Cruising the 45's, got my loaded .45's still living this Crazy Life
I lay low a Chevrolet, Chevrolet
And I bust my rhymes and come away, come away
And I been places but it's not the same though
L-I-L R-O-B, S-A-N

S-A-N D-I-E-G-O,
San
D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O
San
D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O
San
S-A-N D-I-E-G-O,
San Diego, Southern

Though my town ain't it used to be
It means everything to me
I used to have dreams to be, is what it made of me
Nothing like I used to see, drug everyday homey
Overdoses? Yeah usually, but the streets was so good to me
Pain the walls graffiti, all the vatos acting rough with me
So so tough with me, pinche juras handcuffing me
They never left me alone, just 'cause I was
And because of my skin-tone, fuck that must be I'm chingon
And I tell it it is, my shit's bad damn right it is
Can't believe how tight it is, baby Jennifer Lopez
all you fools so please, knowing you can't fuck with this
Say that you don't like my shit, your fucked and now stuck with it
I know that you're bumping it, on the low you be loving it
I'm the baddest one Brown-raggin it, catch me on the street it
This one's for my where I learned my flow
S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, San

I always say down for the Brown
But don't let no one get you down, don't
Ready for showdowns, I got more than MoTown bumping in your town
Who's got the flows now? Who's running the shows
The wicked wicked Lil' Rob gots it all control now
Go now, if you know what's for you
But you're one of those vatos that likes to talk
If you had any sense you'd swallow your foolish pride and walk away
The other way, oh by the way I fly away to my four corner room
Like my 4 Corner Room, tripping out like I was on shrooms
I sit and look at the colorful things, evil, good or it brings
Spread my wings and fly away again, Lil' Rob the San
Let me when you want to play again, play again
Maybe year on the Fifth of May again, May again
But until then keep up with Rob year round
And I'm promising you the clear sound of a Mexican
But it's time for me to go again
It's time for me to go but be back to flow
Remember my name, Rob
where I'm from, San Diego

That's
the way we do it
San Diego, California
Yea,
That's
San