up man Back again Giving you somthing to to
I'm kicking at my pad Getting it through my familia otra ves It's time to bail out and get out of this So they don't like my ways And they don't really give a damn what I say So I jump in the carrucha, keep I'm strolling through the town steady the ground Now I'm lighting up the staring at me suprised I'm still alive 'cause back in the day I got shot we let the bullets fly But that don't mean lecture you how I almost died Why did this chump survive, that's why I'm alive Lil' Rob con since 95 Ain't no me now Lil' Rob is on the ask me how 'cause 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 sleep 'cause I'm nine deep And to you vatos who me then want help from me You must be stupid, you're acting a dummy with the
L-I-L C-R-O-W-D I'm the L-I-L C-R-O-W-D L-I-L B-R-O-W-N I'm the R-O-B B-R-O-W-N
Dropping smoothly, oh man
It's Lil' Rob the vato the Brown mind on his shoulders I've never done it, but I've seen more than Folgers I guess you could say I've got my Either get messed up or jumped, or I pay on the buying up my vocals Sometimes they're mellow and they're loco Cruising through the Eastside, flip it to the Rolling my primo, so watch the 63 glide I've got my on the side of me She's on the right of me, and she's looking so damn to me Hey babe, a little closer So Lil' Rob can hold ya As I a little taste for my race Oh yes, she left the of her lips on my face Simon we're rolling, folding We're cruising slow, the jura pulled us for being too low never fail to harrass us Always pulling us never ever will they pass us I'm life on the calle so let me tell it If you know my name ese then let me spell it
Hey man, I'm twenty
people 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 claim They still know my face and they know my name I see some vatos I hate But I won't hit up because I'm trying to get my life straight But they to hit me up instead I'm on their leva, they're the ones who want me So um, am I supposed to do? time to show these fools In the crazy life man their ain't no And you understand I'm doing the same damn as any other man You can call it gang violence or call in you will But even the innocent man will kill Stay still, as I drop shit All the gente talking that petho 'cause they just can't me Because I speak about the real, and how I And I kick back with the homeboys from the hood But to the Man upstairs, I'm to do good
Yeah man, you understand You may call it a thing But you'd do the same thing Right, giving you to relate to