up man Back again Giving you to relate to
I'm back at my pad Getting it through my familia otra ves It's to bail out and get out of this mess So they don't like my ways And they don't give a damn about what I say So I in the carrucha, keep trucha I'm strolling through the town steady scraping the Now I'm lighting up the Some at me suprised I'm still alive 'cause back in the day I got homey Because we let the fly But that mean I'll lecture you how I almost died Why did this chump survive, why I'm still alive Lil' Rob con since 95 Ain't no me now Lil' Rob is on the Don't ask me how 'cause I don't to explain it Don't ask me how 'cause too complicated For you uneducated vatos to You try to creep up but you sleep 'cause I'm rolling deep And to you vatos who disrepect me want help from me You must be stupid, you're like a dummy with the
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Dropping smoothly, oh man
It's Lil' Rob the vato with the Brown on his shoulders I've never done it, but I've seen more than Folgers I you could say I've got my choice Either get messed up or jumped, or I pay on the 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 the 63 glide I've got my hyna on the of me She's on the right of me, and she's looking so fine to me Hey babe, a little closer So Lil' Rob can hold ya As I drop a taste for my race Oh yes, she left the marks of her on my face Simon we're rolling, rag-top We're slow, the jura pulled us over for being too low They never fail to us pulling us over never ever will they pass us I'm living life on the 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 they say it like if it ain't no thang But see, even if I say I claim They know my face and they still know my name I see some that I hate But I won't hit them up because I'm to get my life straight But they decide to hit me up I'm on their leva, they're the ones who me dead So um, what am I to do? It's time to show fools In the crazy life man their no rules And you understand I'm doing the damn thing as any other man You can call it gang violence or in what you will But even the most innocent man kill Stay still, as I shit reality All the gente talking that petho 'cause they just handle me Because I speak the real, and how I feel And I kick back with the homeboys from the hood But to the Man upstairs, I'm trying to do
man, you gotta understand You may it a gang thing But you'd do the same tambien Right, giving you to relate to