Lil Rob

[fox69]

"The Payback"

"The Payback"


[Lil' Rob]
Time for the payback ese
And I don't give a fuck about your fuckin ass
Chrome to the dome and this crazy vato's not afraid to blast
You wanted pedo pero there was something
Homey that you just didn't realize
That you're fuckin with the vato that will go insane
And buck you right between the eyes
You wanted to start some pedo
But you didn't know that the shit will never end
You fucked with the wrong vato
Now it's time for your leva's end
The payback

[Chorus x2]
Everyone knows I've been trying
To get you back and I'm not lying

So you vatos thought I was gone right?
But I ain't one to go out like no punk ass little bitch leva
And since I'm back on the fuckin block
You best believe I'm hardcore
Much harder than before leva
So keep trucha for that payback

[repeat chorus till fades out]

 

[fox69]

"The Truth"

"The Truth"


Hey, what's up? It's the homie Lil' Rob
Back to clear some shit up, you know
People be stealing my shit
And making money off it
And you know who you are

Hey, Mr. Postman?
Do me a favor
Deliver the letter
The sooner the better
Blew you vatos away, like a feather
Familia Records, chale, whatever
People don't know, and I'm not one to talk
But I gots to clear my name, for the shit that you drop
Little Rob "Still Smokin'" Homie, who the fuck you joking?
Burning raza with my name, use you brain, your insane
It's a shame and not a shay, to be a lame
Are you raza? No! Then change what you claim
Be proud of who you are, and not who you wanna be
I don't wanna work with you!
Why do you wanna work with me?
I'm not your artist!
So, forget it's on them
If their not making you money
And your broke it's on them
But, to take the shit the way you did
You remind me of a jealous little desperate kid
No llores

[Chorus:]
No llores
You wonder why I broke left
If I woulda stayed
I woulda left broke (simon)

You wonder why I broke left (you wonder why)
If I woulda stayed
I woulda left broke (I woulda left broke)

No llores
You wonder why I broke left (you wonder why)
If I woulda stayed
I woulda left broke (simon)

You wonder why I broke left (you wonder why)
If I woulda stayed
I woulda left broke (And that's no joke)

 

[fox69]

"The Villains in Blue"
(feat. Frank V, Royal T, Knightowl)

"The Villains in Blue"
(feat. Frank V, Royal T, Knightowl)


[Royal T]
It's a cold world, so my heaters stay hot
My shank stays sharp, don't make me stick in in your heart
Body snatcher, don't make me reach out and touch you
Fuck Royal T? Nah homey, fuck you
It's a new year time to get shit clear
Anybody cross me gonna quickly disappear
I'm still pimped out, still spit the shrimp out
Still gangsta boogie, still knock a simp out
Still hitting corners, still hitting switches
Still on the Low with some bad ass bitches
All loc'd out all dressed in blue
To the head to the fed and the you know who
Behind ten getting bent in my blue Navigator
Looking in my mirror at these fucking tail-gatters
From Dago to Japan I'm still the shit
To the one with more ice to get you frostbit

[Chorus x2: Frank V (Lil' Rob)]
Everything you heard was true
About the villains in blue
Three deep in a rag 62
Hitting switches like bitches after the brew
And pulling homicides on snitches like you
(That's what we do)

[Frank V]
Everything you heard was real on the really
I drink like a fish and I pack a nine milli
Fuck them rumors man, I'll tell you the dilly
Yeah I went to jail cuz I slapped a bitch silly
Frank Villy, California's most hated
The last ten years I think I been underrated
Other rappers with half my skill got top bill
While I payed my own way just to rock the steel
But I ain't tripping just hoe ripping, dough flipping
If I don't got my nine then I'm .44 gripping
The year two-thou, there shall be no slipping
Just hysterical lyrical ass whippings
Keep on dipping, no time for tricking
The day's getting shorter and time keeps ticking
That shit was true that you heard about me
Motherfucking Mexican, motherfucker, Frank V

[Chorus x2]

[Lil' Rob]
I guess we all pay the agony for the extasy
I don't want anyone around me I don't nobody next to me
You understand? Yeah you know what I mean
Cuz I mean what I say, homeboy stay away
I'm in a class of my own and I hold my own
And I write my own shit, won't stop till I control shit
Lil' Rob be the bomba and everybody knows it
Case closed, Lil' Rob the man who closed it
Ferocious, explosive, when I grab the mic
You don't like daylight? I'll turn this motherfucker into night
I could do things you couldn't imagine
I'm guarenteed to be the last man standing and the last man laughing
Bigger balls than cannons, deeper than Grand Canyons
All up in this girl's ass like a g-string when she's tanning
I'm one of a kind, genuine, and that's ok though
Putting it down for Los Angeles y San Diego

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Those Who Talk"

"Those Who Talk"


Why must it be like this all of the time time
I feel like I'm I'm going out of my mind mind
Someone stop me nuh-huh nuh-huh leave me alone
In a class of my own, ladies wanna, simon they wanna bone
Creased up with the lone that's how I leave my home
Twenty three, a pelon ready to die for vocal tones
My boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping
Ain't no fronting, always into something, no miss you can't tell me nothing
My mind is something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale, hurry up
Do what you gotta do so that you can pass me
You tried Plan A it didn't work, time for Plan B
Or maybe it just can't be, you're trying to be just like me
It strikes me in the bod, you don't give a shit about Lil' Rob

[Chorus]
Can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too
Can it, can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too
Can it, can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too
But it won't happen, those who know don't talk and those who talk don't know

Why must it be like this everyday
Cuz everyday it's the same old way
Hey dog you hear the story, comes with the territory
Now homey break it down for me, here's my testimony
Little vato gets some fame, people starting to know his name
Now everybody wants to know what varrio does he claim
Because he's got the new shit, the true shit, not the bullshit
Got his finger on the trigger and he's not afraid to pull it
Twenty three with the bullet, oh miss you need to cool it
Call it quits, cuz I fight back like David Hobowitz
I got the wits to make the hits and rush a fool just like a bitch
Lil' Rob caught up in the mix with my flips
Make it last long just like a flick, got many flows so take your pick
Got more tricks than a magician
Fuck with me? Homey keep on wishing
It's that vato that you keep on dissing
Stop, look and listen

[Chorus]

Why must it be like this every night
The dogs bark loud but it's the quiet dog that bites
What does it take for me to make everything happening
I got more bounce than a trampoline
What you telling me, that you loved me just like family
I'm not buying whatever it is your selling me
You're killing me with your jealousy and fantasy
Take you where you want to be then abandon me
What you handing me temporary insanity
Never understanding me, Goddamning me, adjusting the fucking man in me
But I won't let your plan succeed
Frantic situation but I cannot frantically
It seems like practically everybody is out to get me
Or is it just me hallucinating, tripping over the things that I see?
You gotta be kidding me, homey who told you so?
Those who know don't talk and those who talk don't know

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Those Who Talk (2000 Remix)"
(feat. Conecta)

"Those Who Talk (2000 Remix)"
(feat. Conecta)



Why must it be like this all of the time time
I feel like I'm I'm going out of my mind mind
Someone stop me nuh-huh nuh-huh leave me alone
In a class of my own, ladies wanna, simon they wanna bone
Creased up with the lone that's how I leave my home
Twenty three, a pelon ready to die for vocal tones
My boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping
Ain't no fronting, always into something, no miss you can't tell me nothing
My mind is something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale, hurry up
Do what you gotta do so that you can pass me
You tried Plan A it didn't work, time for Plan B
Or maybe it just can't be, you're trying to be just like me
It strikes me in the bod, you don't give a shit about Lil' Rob

[Chorus]
Can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too
Can it, can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too
Can it, can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too
But it won't happen, those who know don't talk and those who talk don't know

Why must it be like this everyday
Cuz everyday it's the same old way
Hey dog you hear the story, comes with the territory
Now homey break it down for me, here's my testimony
Little vato gets some fame, people starting to know his name
Now everybody wants to know what varrio does he claim
Because he's got the new shit, the true shit, not the bullshit
Got his finger on the trigger and he's not afraid to pull it
Twenty three with the bullet, oh miss you need to cool it
Call it quits, cuz I fight back like David Hobowitz
I got the wits to make the hits and rush a fool just like a bitch
Lil' Rob caught up in the mix with my flips
Make it last long just like a flick, got many flows so take your pick
Got more tricks than a magician
Fuck with me? Homey keep on wishing
It's that vato that you keep on dissing
Stop, look and listen

[Chorus]

Why must it be like this every night
The dogs bark loud but it's the quiet dog that bites
What does it take for me to make everything happening
I got more bounce than a trampoline
What you telling me, that you loved me just like family
I'm not buying whatever it is your selling me
You're killing me with your jealousy and fantasy
Take you where you want to be then abandon me
What you handing me temporary insanity
Never understanding me, Goddamning me, adjusting the fucking man in me
But I won't let your plan succeed
Frantic situation but I cannot frantically
It seems like practically everybody is out to get me
Or is it just me hallucinating, tripping over the things that I see?
You gotta be kidding me, homey who told you so?
Those who know don't talk and those who talk don't know

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Three Amigos"
(feat. Low G & Chocstilli)

"Three Amigos"
(feat. Low G & Chocstilli)



[Intro begins at the end of "From The SD To H-Town"]

[Low G (Lil Rob):]
Yeah (Yeah)
Low G (Simon)
Low Gangsta (Lil Rob)
And Lil Rob (That's right)
Keeping it street
Keeping it live for the Mexican movement (Uh huh)
Tracho (Chicano and proud)
Representin' Centro America (Califas)
Anywhere in the world
I'd be the same gangsta
Anywhere that you see me
Anywhere that you find me (Low G)
I'd be the same boy (Lifestyl Federal)
El mismo
Ah
Nunca cambio
I don't change for nothin'

[Verse 1: Low G]
En '95
I started with [? ]
Dope House, WetBlack, now we got Olmeca
A mic wrecker
A born Mayan and Azteca
This is for real, right here, you better guard your nigga
I been homeboys, my tiny to shine, I want the world
Get the money for my boys and my baby girl
In Secon Ward is where you find me, I ain't change at all
Gangsta boy, jet black, see, I done it all
And fuck the law, pinches, jotos said, "They know me, dawg"
And one more time for my boys, locked up the law
I kept it real, won't change, even for the deal
That's the boy about the street to tell you, "What's the deal"
I only rap on what I done
That's how I feel
Just for the three or twenty G's in my shiny wheel
Just watch me kill the hate right now with my shiny steel
No remorse, in my head, vacations at Brazil

[Break: Nasty]
[scratching]
"Hide a cuete under my seat, I sleep with it by my bed"
[scratching]
"Between your life and my life, rather it be your life instead"

[Break]

[Verse 2: Lil Rob]
Mi tiempo es mi tiempo (Yeah)
I don't need no vest, holmes (No vest, holmes)
I'm from the left, side of the map
You know, the west, holmes (San Diego)
San Diego, Los Angeles (Yeah)
Came from where the bottom is
And the ground like where the basement is
From barely making it
To almost making it, to barely making it again
Damn
Do what I have to do to make some ends
I always stay righteous, and I never burn my friends (Hell nah)
I go out
On the ledge
To the edge (That's right)
And they can do the same for me (Yeah)
Feel some bodies full of lead
Hide a cuete under my seat, I sleep with it by my bed (That's right)
Don't get me wrong, don't wanna see nobody dead
But between your life and my life, rather it be your life instead
I mean what I say, so I meant what I said (I mean what I said)
So if you find yourself with my cuete, to your head
It means you tried to double-cross me
And I can't let that happen (Fuck no)
It'll be, to be the last man standin', and the last man laughin' (Uh hun)

[Break x2]

[Verse 3: Chocstilli]
[? ] valo con la .380
No me vales
Si tu dices que tu eres gangsta
Soy de el barrio
Y hacer como va el juego
And if you think I'm playin'
With ya, step with your best shit
Yo, si, te treno
Lifestyl Federal
Live with no medical
Y atras dia, un pelea bien sierio
Feria, suenos
Why can't I reach them, though?
Losin' my mind, tryin' to find them, got the bueno
G-Town to Pasadena
Es el mi rola
713, 409, pura hora
So say what you wanna, yo siempre hago mi cosa
Cien perciento, mas duro que la otra
Ridin' on a Nasty beat
Mobbin' hard en el calle
Dandoles guera a todo los que me fallen
Cara a cara
No
Yo no me escondo
Te mando el pantion, sieze pies ondo

 

[fox69]

"Truth Or Consequences"
(feat. Clicka One)

"Truth Or Consequences"
(feat. Clicka One)



[Verse 1: Brown]
When it comes to my hustle, you're on the man
Gotta keep all my money in rubberband
God, our sins
Plan to make hella dough
I could fuck with some weed, I could shovel snow
I just gotta lay low when I'm doin' thangs
Got the cards in the grip, and my momma's been
True to this
I don't ever get caught up in
Foolishness, snitches can talk with the rugers
It's Judases
Reprosession, I do this shit
Follow rules, I don't ever do stupid shit
I don't talk on a tone, they ain't catchin' me
Don't be askin' me, prices, I guarantee
You get hung up or probably get run up on
Have the game figured out til the other mourn
There goes S.W.A.T.s when they kicked in my shit
Cause now I'm in county and facin' the consequence

[Chorus: Nasty]
We hope for the best and prepare for the worst
For sometimes, it don't go as planned
Aware with the rules when it blows in your face
And you facin' the consequence

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Romero]
Roll the purple buds, blaze the bubble hash
Watch me rip you or paint out my troubled past
I don't care what they say, we ain't free at last
All my life, I've been treated as second class
I ain't lookin' for sympathy, kiss my ass
I'm a hustler, homie, I get that cash
Pass my salary
Duck [? ]
Physically turnin' my dreams to reality
This goes on in the hustler's mentality
I see hate, I see greed, I see jealously
Seen the worse situations turn positive
Broken dreams, broken hearts, broken promises
If successful, the demons come test you
Catch you slippin', they come to oppress you
If you guilty, then prove 'em you innocent
Guess I'm guilty for being a Mexican

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Lil' Rob]
I'm runnin' and duckin' through alleys and hoppin' fences (Aw shit)
Gettin' consequences for livin' my life too reckless
A lost direction
And I went in the wrong direction
Gotta find a better way than let out my aggressions (Fuck that)
I fucked up
But I never learn my lessons (Never learn my lessons)
No matter what, they don't get a confession if they question (Fuck no)
And I be lyin' if I said I wasn't stressin'
I'm not restin', it's been fuckin' up my complexion (Yeah)
And I don't look the same in my reflection
Haven't got no sleep in about a week, and I'm beat (Shit, I'm beat)
And I can barely rise to my feet
I'm tired, of having to hide out on the street (On the street)
Cause honestly
I ain't got nowhere to run to
I done did it now
And I don't know what I'm goin' to do (What the fuck am I gonna do now?)
I'm in a fucked up position
When they said, "Don't do it, Rob" (Word)
Rob didn't listen

[Lil' Rob:]
That's right, Ese Lil' Rob
Yeah
Brown and Romero from Clika One
That's right
Go for the best
Prepare for the worst
Cause sometimes
Shit just don't go as planned
Understand
Yeah

 

[fox69]

"Volver"

"Volver"


[Lil Rob:]
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Whether it's Cinco De Mayo or any old day
Pop open a beer, when the mariachi's play
Twist a cap off that tequila
Huggin' with ya Visa
Put some mantequila on the homemade tortilla
Make yourself a taco, before you get boraccho
And
Start actin' macho
With the wrong vato
Fight with your ruka, ay, that's what we do, hun
Do a single dedo there before the night is through, hun
You'll call her bruja
She'll call you asshole
You'll take a puff on the funny tobacco
So that you'll calm down
Everything's calm now
Take another shot
Ay, homie, it's on, now
You're feeling really good
You're in your neighborhood
Hey homie, what you think, get homie another drink
Let's see, Pepsi and Presidente
Someone requested "Volver, Volver" by Vicente

[Chorus: Lil Rob]
You take your bottle and you twist the cap
Put it to ya lips, mija, just like that
I wanna
Leave it alone, but I can't
I tried to run from the bottle, but it just comes back
You take your bottle and you twist the cap
Put it to ya lips, mija, just like that
I wanna
Leave it alone, but I can't
Cause it just comes back
It just comes back

[Verse 2:]
Gente yell and gritos, havin' lots of liquor
You been drinkin' so much that your panza's getting bigger
You wanna quit drinkin', but
You're not a quitter, cause
You're the big dog, ese
The heavy hitter
Mr. Tequila
Mr. Cerverza
Mr. Crystal
And Mr. Yeska
Life of the party til the party stops
Cause you'll be the main reason why they called the cops
Cause you're
Drunk and stupid
You bein' foolish
Wake up in the mornin', ask yourself why you do this
It doesn't matter cause you'll do it again
Brand new day, time to get drunk and stupid again
I can't
Talk shit because I been there, too
So I talk a lot of shit because I been that fool
I am that fool
Everytime the weekend comes
They play some Vicente, that's when we get dumb

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I think I sit back and I think too much
But they say, that I kick back, and I drink too much
But what the fuck
You know that I'm havin' fun
The party's over, but I'm actin' like it just begun
Hit the neighbors up
They should've never moved in
That's what they get, when they move next to Mexicans
We
Party all night long, til the manana
Tomando lots of liquors, fumando marijuana

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"West Coast Ridaz"
(feat. Frost & Diamonique)

"West Coast Ridaz"
(feat. Frost & Diamonique)



[Verse: Frost]
Let me take you back in time with this old school rola
Kick a little rhyme for the cholos and cholas
This Big Frost, East Los, the rap vetarano
Still stay boracho, still stay marijuano [inhale] [exhale]
You lame chavalas, no, you can't say nada
Yeah, we keeps a loaded cuete that'll feed you full of valas
Cruisin' the calles in a drop Impala
Chevrolet
213, East L.A. (Yeah)
I dip and hit the switch
On my way to the barrio
To pick up ya bitch, I mean a heina
Tonight, ese, don't try to find her
She's with the label now, homeboy, we sign her
You know I'm a cold piece, Frost be the hielo
On her back, legs opens
Starin' at the cielo
Then it's doggystyle with the face in the pielo
Kid Frost, the big boss, forever stay frio
Game right here, holmes, I sell by the kilo
And that's real talk, said no pedo
You don't believe it, you can ask the homie, Dedos

[Fingazz:]
Yeah
That's right

[Diamonique:]
It's the Queen of the West, and I'm brown and proud
About fifteen years, I been puttin' it down
Just like my homie Lil Rob
He's been doin' his thang (Uh huh)
Y'all don't know that my boy is a Chicano rap king (Yeah)
So get it up (Come on)
And all mi gente
In they lowride Chevys, hit a switch, raise it up
Now drop it down (Uh huh)
And hit the boulevard
On A Sunday Afternoon, cruisin' around
Hey, there's a war goin' on in the streets
So my people gotta squash all the beat (Yeah)
Yo
Cause some people from this side, and people from that side
That's side wide, and more fools gon' die
And it's a neverending drama (Uh huh)
And on the sideline
There's tweaked-out baby mamas (Whoo)
To raise the next generation (Uh huh)
It's no wonder why we trippin' on this southern migration

[Lil Rob:]
From San Diego to East Los, from the west to the east coast (That's East, L.A.)
I rock the mic and make it tight for my people (Yeah)
Bumpin' this in the chalis of the regals (That's right)
Chevy Impalas, a bomba with your tio (Uh huh)
Stop at the tienda and pick up some pisto
If I stay listo, I ain't gots to get listo (Ain't gots to get ready)
Jump in the rag, top, I'm brown baggin' it (Brown raggin' it)
Jump in the rag, top, I'm brown baggin' it (I'm brown raggin' it)
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
No, it's Lil Rob, flyin' high, stimulatin' my brain (Stimulatin' my brain)
Puffin' on a marijuana cigarette
It's good shit, you need a hit if you ain't shit yet
And you'd be high, just as high as I (Yeah)
Ese, we don't die, we just multiply (Uh huh)
Heh
I put it down for the homies
And the heinas, in the barrio, listenin' to oldies

[Lil Rob:]
That's right
It's ya homeboy, Ese Lil Rob
With the homeboy, Frost
My homegirl, Diamonique
Puttin' that shit down
Chicano style
You know
Yeah
San Diego to East Los (That's right)
From the west to the east coast
Yeah
Put it down for the brown, ese

 

[fox69]

"What Am I Saying"

"What Am I Saying"


[Intro/Chorus One: Lil Rob]
Baby tell me what's up, because I'm feelin you
I'm lettin you know, I'm makin my move
I know the love shows, you got me talkin like this
I can't believe you got me talkin like this (whoahh-ohh)

[Lil Rob]
Girl tell me what's up, because I'm feelin you
I'm lettin you know, I'm makin my move
I know the love shows, you got me talkin like this
See I don't wanna be
Just another one of them guys who feed you lies
Girl you're too fine
As for my mind, well you blew mine
You got me feelin like I'm walkin on cloud nine
One of a kind, hard to find, but I found mine
Lose track of time, all I think about is you
On the tip of my tongue, all I speak about is you
And the way you do the things you do (whoahh)
Beautiful thoughts of just me and you
They say you see it too
Do you dream like I dream cause my dream is to be with you
When I close my eyes at night, all I see is you
And can't wait to wake up next to my dream come true
You see I know all I need is you
I'll never find a woman sweet as you - look what you made me do
I can't believe that you got me like this
Talkin like this, got me caught up lost in your mix

[Chorus One]

[Chorus Two: Lil Rob]
I want you, I need you, I think I love you
Damn, what am I sayin? I can't believe you got me talkin like this
Whoahh-ohh, I want you, I need you, I think I love you
Damn, what am I sayin? Damn girl I can't believe you got me talkin like this

[Lil Rob]
But then I heard you've taken, all you can take
That you're through with men after your last heartbreak
But I don't wanna be the one you hate
I want you wakin up every mornin feelin great
So great that you can't wait to go tell your friends
That you just found a happiness that never ends
I wanna tell my friends the same things too
How unhappy I was then came you
You make me feel brand new, you changed my view
I was fallin off beat, but now I'm right on cue
See I've been livin for the love of you
Look what you made me say, look what you made me do

[Chorus One + Chorus Two]

[Lil Rob]
I never let nothin keep me from what I want
Can I pick you up tonight, on the weekend or what?
Just let me know when you got some time
Until then you know that you'll stay on my mind
I like what I know and definitely like what I see
Especially when I see you with me (there I go again)
I can't believe that you got me like this
Talkin like this, got me caught up, ain't that a bitch

[Chorus One + Chorus Two]