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I'm back at my pad Getting it through my familia otra ves It's time to bail out and get out of this So they really like my ways And they don't really a damn about what I say So I in the carrucha, keep trucha I'm strolling through the steady scraping the ground Now I'm lighting up the Some at me suprised I'm still alive back in the day I got shot homey Because we let the fly But that don't I'll lecture you how I almost died Why did this chump survive, why I'm still alive Rob con trunamos since 95 Ain't no me now Lil' Rob is on the Don't ask me how I don't have to explain it Don't ask me how 'cause too complicated For you vatos to learn You try to creep up but you 'cause I'm rolling nine deep And to you who disrepect me then want help from me You must be stupid, you're acting like a with the
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Dropping smoothly, oh man
Lil' Rob the vato with the Brown mind on his shoulders I've never done it, but seen more crytal than Folgers I guess you say I've got my choice get messed up or jumped, or I pay on the invoice People up my vocals Sometimes they're mellow and they're loco through the Eastside, flip it to the B-side Rolling with my primo, so watch the 63 I've got my hyna on the of me on the right of me, and she's looking so damn fine to me Hey babe, a little closer So that Rob can hold ya As I drop a little taste for my Oh yes, she left the marks of her lips on my Simon rolling, rag-top folding We're cruising slow, the jura pulled us over for too low They never fail to us pulling us over never ever will they pass us I'm life on the calle so let me tell it If you don't know my name ese then let me it
Hey man, I'm only
Some say "Lil' Rob get out the gang" But then they say it like if it ain't no But see, even if I say I don't They still know my face and they still know my I see some vatos that I But I won't hit them up because I'm trying to get my life But they decide to hit me up I'm on their leva, the ones who want me dead So um, am I supposed to do? It's to show these fools In the crazy life man ain't no rules And you gotta I'm doing the same damn as any other man You can it gang violence or call in what you will But even the innocent man will kill Stay still, as I drop reality All the gente talking that petho 'cause they just handle me Because I about the real, and how I feel And I still kick back the homeboys from the hood But to the Man upstairs, I'm trying to do
Yeah man, you understand You may call it a gang But you'd do the same thing Right, giving you something to to