Lil Rob

[fox69]

"Can I Get A Twenty"

"Can I Get A Twenty"


Hey homeboy you got twenty bucks I could borrow man?
Ah, you're broke huh?
Right on, that's cool man
Hey homeboy what about you holmes?
You always got some weed holmes
Can you spot me a twenty?
I'll pay you back ey
Come on, I'll pay you back guey

My Impala hasn't moved in weeks
Simon I'm feeling kind of shitty homeboy, this is weak
I gotta get a twenty to get me through the day
Because you all know I love it when I feel this way
Without my ride ese how am I gonna get by?
That's why I need a twenty holmes so I can get high
But everybody that I'm talking to, they claim is dry
I know you got some in there ese don't lie
That's the last time that I'll ever kick you down
What goes around comes around, I'll catch you on the rebound
Next time I'm smoking and you wanna smoke
I'ma laugh like someone told a funny joke
Damn what a fucked up day
If I only had a twenty things would be ok
But no one wants to front me or let me borrow
I don't think I can wait until tomorrow, fuck these vatos

[Chorus x2]
I drive thirty down the highway
I got hydraulic fluid leaking down my driveway
I got a big chrome bill that I can't pay
Hey homeboy can I get a twenty, pay you back ey, pay you back guey

Damn it's a fucking shame
All these silly levas wanna play these silly games
Trying to play Lil' Rob for a little lame
Had to run vato over like a fucking train, Goddang
Still didn't get none though
Why not? Because he really didn't have none bro
My bad, hey homeboy let me help you up
I know you don't have no weed, but you got twenty bucks, that I could borrow
I'd gladly pay you back tomorrow
But if not then I'll pay you back the day that follows
Cuz times are getting rough for this young Chicano
I don't think I can last another año, like a person baño
'91, '92, '93, '94, '95, '96, plus four more
That's how long I've been rapping, how could I let this happen
If I had twenty bones holmes I wouldn't be asking

[Chorus x2]

Stranded with no place to go
Unless I take the bus, but I don't got no cambio
Thinking to myself what kind of friends are these
Obviously the kind that I'll never need
I'll see you later when you need a favor, remember when
I needed twenty bones homeboy where were you then?
I'm about to take it old school and pull myself a beer run
But they closed down the liquor store, I'm no where near one
Ain't that a bitch, the day's almost over and I'm still sober
Luck couldn't find me with a four leaf clover
I've got to find a way to make a grip
Or find some marijuana, roll a spliff and take a hit
I'll always find a way someway, somehow to make it through
Got No One To Depend On, so you know I don't need you
I got home, look what I found, a twenty bag of marijuana
Just for me in my Chevy rag

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Can We Ride"
(feat. David Wade)

"Can We Ride"
(feat. David Wade)



[Chorus: David Wade]
I need you by my side
Baby can we ride
Cuz they'll never be another like you baby
I want you in my life
Let me come inside
Cuz no other can make me feel the way that you do

[Lil Rob]
You look so good standing there, and I can't help but stare
You got me Dancing In The Rain like Fred Astaire
Homeboys wanna talk their shit, but I don't care
I just wanna run my fingers through your hair
Hold your hand and hope you feel the vibe too
You're beautiful mija, I think I like you
I'd like to invite you
To hit the town if you'd like to, I bet you light up the night too
There's something about you, that tells me not to leave without you
And so I'm not about to, I'm glad that I found you
You effect everyone around you in a good way, everyday's a good day
You have a smile that drives me wild
You carry yourself with class and style
The kind of girl that I've been searching for
But I don't think I need to search no more, you're such a score

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]
You could be in the desert, lost without a place to go
But we'd be so in love tat we wouldn't even know
Who needs a tv and who needs a radio
I don't need nothing, just me and my babydoll
You need anything at all give me a call
No matter how big no matter how small
The problem may be, doesn't matter call me baby
I'd like to speak with you, I'd like to spend a week with you
To get to know each other, to find out that we're for each other
You for me, me for you, us for one other
And I can't see it any other way
I imagine us on a sunny summer day
With the top down, your hair blowing in the wind
You look so good and I feel good within
And I think I owe it all to you
There's nothing that my babydoll can't do, I fucking love you

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]
I wish you could look me in the eye
So you could see my soul and know
That I'm the guy that never wants to make you cry, you'd be my life
Kiss you goodnight, wouldn't wanna go to sleep cuz I'd miss you at night
And that's why I keep you in my dreams
Until I figure out whatever it means
I gotta find the nerve to let you know
And once I have you I won't let you go, let you go

[David Wade]
No matter what I gotta do
I'ma give my love to you
I'ma show you that I need you
Let me show you that I care
No matter what I gotta say
I'ma make sure that you stay
In my life forever more
Babygirl you're the one I've been looking for

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Can't Keep A Good Man Down"

"Can't Keep A Good Man Down"


Yeah
It's your homeboy Lil' Rob
It was once said that you can't keep a good man down
That's why I'm back
Simon
That's right

L-I-L R-O-B, remember me, it's me
That vato hardcore on your memory
Temporarily had a commision, now my mission is to keep you wishing
That I was gone, what's wrong?
Fear what you know, loco with the flow
And if you didn't know, now you know, oh no
Pelon, chingon, cholo, solo
Always rolling in my lowrider ese, how low? As low as it goes
Clothes always creased, dressed up nice and neat
Always fucking up my beats and always fucking up my sheets
Take a seat and learn that I just can't be burned
Though I'll burn you like a lenio, you can't fuck with me, mental
Eso mero, you better believe it homey
They'll be bumping my shit in forty years just like an oldie
Listen over here, over there, what's that sound?
Lil' Rob, can't keep a good man down

[Chorus]
Listen over here, over there, what's that sound?
Lil' Rob, can't keep a good man down
Listen over here, over there, what's that sound?
Lil' Rob, can't keep a good man down
Listen over here, over there, what's that sound?
Lil' Rob, can't keep a good man down
Listen over here, over there, what's that sound?
Lil' Rob

What's up ese
It's your homeboy Lil' Rob coming back at you
Letting you vatos know they can't keep a good man down
Those who know don't talk and those who talk don't know
So remember that shit the next time you're questioned ese
Orale

The world is my stage, got you trapped like a cage
Act your age not your shoe size, where the fucks the truth lie?
You act like a shoo-fly, but don't bother me
You claim that you're the bomba, but no to me
It's a shock to me you'd even want to talk to me, the one you can not see
Trying to find out everything like Barneby
Chismosa, that's what you are to me
They say keep your enemies close but I want you far from me
Farther than the eye can see like in another galaxy
Like where another planet be, anywhere but next to me
Lil' Rob got some new shit and I know you won't like it
Lil' Rob got some new shit and I hope you don't like it
Ponle

[Chorus]

Why must it be like this
P-L-A-Y at your own risk
You better stop what you're doing like a breaker when he poses
Break your ass like noses
Better take the time to smell the roses
I swear it's magic how I have it, better grab it
I know the gato's in the bag because I bagged it
I sell so much shit right off the shelf, homey just relax
It's your homeboy Lil' Rob, ese I'll be back
Smoke another sack and make another track to make my feria stack
They only push me forward when they think they set me back
Even fools that don't know me wanna get me back
Imagine that, even if I'm not wanting it homey I'm having that
Still live on my Natural High, wickie wicked slick the sly
Fuck it up regularly, ain't nobody better than me
Listen over here, over there, what's that sound?
Lil' Rob, can't keep a good man down

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Cinco De Mayo"
(feat. Jimmy Castro, Danny Ronda)

"Cinco De Mayo"
(feat. Jimmy Castro, Danny Ronda)



[Lil' Rob {Jimmy Castro in background}:]
It's Cinco De Mayo [whistling]
Everybody grab your tequila shots, dawg and drink with me
Salud
Everybody gettin' all drunk and shit (That's right, it's the 5th of May)
But it's okay
Cause it's 5th of May {We're gonna party down}
It's Cinco De Mayo, and that's what we do (It's the 5th of May)
Take a beer {We're gonna party down}
And let's get down

[Verse 1:]
I juiced up my ride last night
So that I can just
Get up and go, it's Cinco De Mayo
And we're riding low
All the ladies look real pretty
In the city
Down to party tonight
There's a few of them that I like to know
Give me another round
Me and the homeboys put 'em down
That's just what we do
No matter where you be at
You lean in the back
And eventually act a fool
But that's alright because it's

[Chorus: Lil' Rob (Jimmy Castro in background)]
Cinco De Mayo
And everybody singin'
Cinco De Mayo
And everybody drinkin' (We're gonna party down)
Cinco De Mayo
And everybody screamin'
Cinco De Mayo (We're gonna party down)

[Verse 2:]
I'm proud to be Mexican
Mexican American
They call me Chicano
Party on Cinco De Mayo, every ano
See, we can sit here and drink all day
And play that mariachi loco to
Play and play (Ole!)
We just buy
A round of tequila shots
Now I'm gonna count to three
When I say, "One, two, three"
Tilt the glass
Everybody, drink with me
You'll be alright because it's

[Chorus]

[Lil' Rob:]
Orale, orale
Come on

[Jimmy Castro:]
Cinco De Mayo
We're gonna party down
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Lil' Rob:]
Ya!

[Verse 3:]
We're lookin' hard on the boulevard
In a lowrider limosine
It was the funkiest thing on wheels
That I've ever seen
You know what I mean?
It was full [? ]
Sexy mamacitas
Partying on the 5th of May
Tomorrow, I'll eat menudo
To help cure my crudo
Cause I'll be sick
On the 6th of May
But that's okay, it's simply

[Chorus]

[Lil' Rob in background]
[Lil' Rob:]
Come on
Yeah
Danny Rondo on the conga
That's right
My primo
Jimmy Castro
Goin' loco with the vocals, orale
[Jimmy Castro:] Cinco
[Lil' Rob:] Yeah
[Jimmy Castro:]
Cinco De Mayo
We're gonna party down (Cinco De Mayo)
Cinco [whistling]
Cinco De Mayo
We're gonna party down (The 5th of May)
Cinco
Cinco De Mayo (Orale, orale, orale)
We're gonna party down
Cinco
[Lil' Rob:] Come on
[Jimmy Castro:] Cinco De Mayo
[Lil' Rob:] Tilt your glass and party with me
[Jimmy Castro:] We're gonna party down (It's Cinco De Mayo)

[Outro x2: Lil' Rob & Jimmy Castro (Jimmy Castro)]
Cinco De Mayo (All night long)
Cinco De Mayo (We're gonna party down)
Cinco De Mayo (All night long)
Cinco De Mayo (We're gonna party down)

 

[fox69]

"City That Everyone Knows"

"City That Everyone Knows"


[Lil' Rob]
I'm from the city that everyone knows
All clean creased up on my clothes
Hit the street and hop the low low
Even got hydraulics on the Limo

I'm from the city that everyone knows
All clean creased up on my clothes
Hit the street and hop the low low
Got my baby waiting in the limo

[Lil' Rob]
It's all real to me homes don't need to make shit up
I don't kick it with you vatos cause you fake the funk
You never once had my back your just some fucking punks
Why sit and why ask and wonder who to trust
When the answer's so obvious
It's no one it's no fun
Putos talking shit and they just go on and go on and so on
I'm giving you something to go on
I got myself an Oldie CD I want to throw one
Mix it with some hip-hop making sure its tip top
Shape for your rafla bumping like you want to
Add some Mexican rap to your collection
Imagine hoppin your ride
Bumpin this in an intersection
Interesting ain't that what us Mexicans do?
We can put it down too it's 2002
I guarantee you'll see me in 2003
In a 2004, fucking slammed on the floor

[Chorus]

[Lil' Rob]
It's time I pick up the pieces, get sick like diseases
Don't you understand I don't want to be like he is
I mean it, I can only call it how I see it
See it then I call it, drink like Alcoholics
Only drop the bomb shit, only smoking chronic
Let me make a phone call if I don't already got it
Now watch this, Wacha I'm on the deadline
What can we give this fucking guy so he can write some rhymes
A bag of yerba, six pack of cerveza
But most important of all homes it's the feria
I need some kind of motivation dog
It's not enough just having people hating Lil' Rob
I'm here to... Open your eyes and make you all see
Chicano rap is also rap so why are they labeling me
Hating on me I deserve some fucking radio play
Any time of the day not just once a week one time on Sunday (you know)

[Chorus]

[Lil' Rob]
Pull out some lyrics I had folded in my pocket
Hold it up in front of the mic then I rock it, can't stop it
Every car I own I have to drop it
Fix it up, switch it up that way I can lift it up over speed bumps
I need bumps, bumping out some oldies
Cruise around go and place some horseshoes with the homies
Have a couple cheves, chillin by my Chevy
Gonna grab another beer is anybody ready
I don't got a bottle opner, I gotta use my lighter
Always got a lighter cause I always use the fire
To light the leño, I got a, bicentennial
Order up some home grown, shit gets me stoned homes
Go a little loco, feelin like a tonto
That's when you know that it's almost time to go home
And get ready for the night time
Cause Ray Charles said it best, night time is the right time

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Cornered (Remix)"

"Cornered (Remix)"


[Chorus:]
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And Got No Room For Nobody Else
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And I'm Chilling All By Myself

[Verse 1:]
As I Sit In My Four Cornered Room
Ain't Got No Room For Nobody Else
Just For Myself
I Haven't Seen Daylight For Days
What's Today Anyway?
Doesn't Matter Anyway
Time's Going Backwards
Like An Hourglass Going In Reverse
Bouncing Off Walls
Like Rubber Balls
In My Mind
Dreams, Nightmares And Waterfalls
Mary Jane Calls My Name
Take Me Away
As I Float Over My Body
And Look At Myself
That Can't Be Me
There's No Way
How Could This Happen
To Such A Man With Such A Plan?
Just When You Think
You're On Top Of The World
And Nothing Can Bring You Down
Believe Me Homeboy
Something Always Can

[Chorus:]
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And Got No Room For Nobody Else
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And I'm Chilling All By Myself

[Verse 2:]
I Trust No Man To Help Me
Even Though I've Helped Many
They Couldn't Do Shit Without Me
All Work And No Play
Makes Me A Dull Boy
How Could You Live Your Life This Way?
Get Up
But The Pain Won't Let Up
The Voices In My Head Won't Shut Up
I Feel I've Been Set Up
I Can't Even Pick My Head Up
I Sit Catatonic
Explode Like Atomic
People Think I'm On The Shit
But I'm Not On It
All I Wanted Was To Live A Simple Life
But Now I Live This Crippled Life
Had A Bright Future
Gots My Mind Boggled
Cuz Now I Look At My Future
Through Foggy Goggles
And It's Gacho

[Chorus:]
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And Got No Room For Nobody Else
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And I'm Chilling All By Myself

[Verse 3:]
My Room's Getting Smaller
And I'm Getting Taller
I'm Feeling Claustrophobia
And I Can't Focus
Leaky Faucets
Drip Drop
Tick Tock
From A Cloud That Tells No Time
My Veins Are Black & Blue
My Eyes Are Bloodshot Red
I'm Halfway To Dead
I Rather Be Dead Instead
I Wanna Scream
But I Can't
It's Like The Cat Gots My Tongue
And Sometimes I Think It Does
What?
Yeah I Think I'm Sick
I'm Bleeding Profusely
Cuz I Bite My Bottom Lip
As I Sit In My Four Cornered Room
Ain't Got No Room For Nobody Else
Just For Myself

[Chorus:]
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And Got No Room For Nobody Else
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And I'm Chilling All By Myself

[Chorus:]
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And Got No Room For Nobody Else
I'm Sitting In My Four Cornered Room
And I'm Chilling All By Myself

 

[fox69]

"Cortez Shoes"

"Cortez Shoes"


[Intro:]
Ese Lil Rob
We go through them hard times man
Jus gotta keep our heads up
Keep on walkin

[Chorus:]
These Cortez Shoes no all the hard times that we had been through
All the craziest things we used to do just to get by walk in my shoes and you
Will see why these cortez shoes try n walk in these cortez shoes betcha could'nt
Walk in a mile in thse shoes but we get by and we got to keep on walkin

[Verse 1:]
Let me take you back a way homie back in my day before that I figured
Out that crime doesnt pay I was ont the streets everynight and everyday out with
The homies hangin out havin a good time ay but somtimes a good time ended up
Jump in a ride and go blast on the vatos from the other side my uncles did it my
Brother did it and now so do I no need to wonder why I was a victim of a drive
By it turned into a shoot out butthey ain't gettin away hell no not with out a bullet
Wound ay that was my state of mind all the time don't cross the line and believe me
When I say that the line was fine you might catch me in a bad mood with a bad
Attitude a lil homeboy who hates to loose or you could be talkin shit about me right
Now but you could'ntwalk a mile in my shoes ya feel me homes come on

[Chorus:]
These Cortez Shoes no all the hard times that we had been through all
The craziest things we used to do just to get by walk in my shoes and you will see
Why these cortez shoes try n walk in these cortez shoes betcha could'ntwalk in a
Mile in thse shoes but we got by and we get to keep on walkin

[Verse 2:]
My homeboy called me up said turn on the tv that's when I got the news
Of my homeboy peewee rest in peace to the deceased beneathe the barrio streets
When I saw him on the news he had cortez on his feet we went through it some of
Us made it some of us blew it who would of knew it I remember crazy times in the
Buick crazy shit we were likely to do it I wasn't really serious about music it's jus to
Easy to loose it and alot of us do it itchy finger on the trigger easy to pull it we live
Our life by the bullet we either die or get locked up make a mess to big to be
Mopped up behind the smile there's a frown sad enough to bring you down a lil
Homeboy who sings the blues because he had no clue what to do in his life walkin
Around in his cortez shoes that's what I used to do

[Chorus:]
These Cortez Shoes no all the hard times that we had been through all
The craziest things we used to do just to get by walk in my shoes and you will see
Why these cortez shoes try n walk in these cortez shoes betcha could'ntwalk in a
Mile in thse shoes but we get by and we get to keep on walkin

[Verse 3:]
I got shot down the block at the spot ran from cops never thought it
Would stop never hit the county or juvenal hall but that's only cause I didn't get caught
An I can only imagine what would of happend if I continued scrappin n cappin
Blastin an laughin I'll prolly be dead or in jail then I wouldn't be standin here rappin
About my cortez shoes

[Chorus: x2]
These Cortez Shoes no all the hard times that we had been through
All the craziest things we used to do just to get by walk in my shoes and you will
See why these cortez shoes try n walk in these cortez shoes betcha could'ntwalk
In a mile in thse shoes but we got by and we get to keep on walkin

These Cortez Shoes no all the hard times that we had been through all the craziest
Things we used to do just to get by walk in my shoes and you will see why these
Cortez shoes try n walk in these cortez shoes betcha could'ntwalk in a mile in thse
Shoes but we got by and we get to keep on walkin

 

[fox69]

"Crazy Life"

"Crazy Life"


Shit, man
Fuck that pinche jura ese
If they only knew where the fuck I was, right
Right underneath their pinche puerco noses and shit
They ain't gonna catch me ese
I'm too Goddamn sly, slick, and wicked
Fuck these fucking juras
Can't fuck with my crazy life
Simon ese, I'm that crazy little vato roaming the barrio homeboy
That's where you find me every fucking night creeping
Simon, it's my crazy life ese
Mi vida loca

A crazy ass rola so let me tell ya
A crazy fucking rola from this crazy fucking fella
Sort of like Capone, Godfather, or Scarface
A crazy little vato brought up in my crazy race
(What race is that?) The race of the Brownest
Where every Mexicano lives to be the downest
Crazy ass stories plotted in a crazy barrio
Where the vatos do bad but have nothing to be sorry for
Shooting down putos, an everyday thing
Someone call the ambulance, cuz the fat hyna sings
But it's not over, seems like it will never end
Just when you think it's through, nah holmes it just begins
Over and over sort of like a loop
Someone gets shot, it's time to go back and shoot
Those fucking levas for fucking around with the wrong man, but
Should have thought before your actions, so holmes I'm too clever
Everything I've seen, everything I've heard, but you can't amaze me
Mi vida loca, life is crazy

[Chorus]
It's called the crazy life
Mi vida loca
It's called the crazy life
Mi vida loca
It's called the crazy life
Mi vida loca
It's called the crazy life

Back with some shit that some people flip on
Before your trip ese, here's something for you to trip on
Talking about killings, and living life in a craze
Smoking Mary Jane, hell sprung in a daze
Sick of pulling crumbs cuz they're thinking that crime pays
Damn Raza, we got to change our evil ways
But back to this motherfucking wickedness
All these punks talking shit and I'm sick of this
Talking about I'm bigger than you so what you gonna do
I'm the vato holding a shotgun, you're the vato holding the .22
But just because I'm smaller don't mean that I won't fight ya
Do anything to win even if I have to bite ya
And if I lose, it's time to shoot down a solca
As you're lying dead I pull out the bag of mota
Roll up the leño and spark up my joint
Proud because I killed this vato with my hollow point
But what am I to do when this vato is to strike me
I kicked him two times cuz he got blood on my Nikes
Fuck em, buck em, stuck em, who give a fuck
Oh you vatos want some petho, well don't press your fucking luck
But you'll die, (why) people want to know
It's my crazy life, mi vida loca en mi barrio

[Chorus]

Simon the quette's pointed at cha you see mi vida loca
Giving you a taste, got the mad dog on my face
Oh you see the three dots, and I hear are the three shots
Bang bang bang, then walk away like nothing happened
I usually feel the diziness but this time I wasn't feeling this
I guess you could say this crazy vato is used to it
Making all you little fucking levas bite the bullet
Bite the bullet I said motherfucker
Bite the bullet, twice I pulled it
Not giving a fuck about you ese
You got your lips wrapped around the barrel of my quette
Now you're trying to tell me what yo want to do
They say your homies are after me, but saves que I'm after them too
It makes no fucking difference to me
A young SD MG L-I-L R-O-B
What's up ey

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Do It"

"Do It"


[Female & Fingazz:]
Baby
We can do it
Take our time
Do it right
We can do it
Do it

[Hook: Female (Female & Fingazz)]
Baby
We can do it
Take our time
Do it right
We can (Do it)

[whistling]

[Lil' Rob:]
Hey what's up
That's right (What's happenin', holmes)
That's right
Lil' Rob (What's going on, ese)
Hey you know what, I feel like partying tonight, man
Ya know
Fuck yeah

[Verse 1:]
One, two, three
In the place to be
It's, no other than
Little R-O-B
There's
Not another man
Who can take the place of me
You can
Just wait and see
You best be waiting patiently
People trippin' out because I party a lot
Hey what's up gente, make some noise, we gonna party or not
Walk through the chain link, dazed, I shake some, man, some straight to the keg
Say "What's up" to this huitzita just by liftin' my head
That's how I

[Chorus 1:]
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:]
Fuck yeah, homey, and it works every time
That's how I
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:]
And it's getting better with every rhyme
That's how I
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:]
Nothin' to it, just get straight to the point
That's how I
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:] I just do it, then go smoke me a joint

[Lil' Rob harmonizing off-key]

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
The party's jumpin', walk up to the DJ
Say turn that shit up, ese, I want my gente to hear the musica in TJ
So make
No mistake, make the party shake like an earthquake, break the speakers, jump
The party's packed in the back, and it's just like that
Up in the front
That's how we

[Chorus 2:]
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:]
The DJ's spinnin' and mixin' the beats
That's how we
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:]
Vatos, heinas, caros dance in the street
That's how we
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:]
Nothin' to it, we just get to the point
That's how we
[Fingazz:] Do it
[Lil' Rob:] I just do it, then go smoke me a joint

[Fingazz:]
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it

[Lil' Rob - a la Freestyle's "The Party Has Begun":]
Three, two, one
The-the-the pa-pa-party-party has just-just begun
So find yourself someone and have yourself some fun
No
Holdin' up the wall
Whoever you are
There's no
Wal-wal-walkin' through the pa-pa-party tryin-tryin'
Act-act like a star (Sho!)

[Verse 3:]
Now you know just how I am, I party a lot
Hey what's up gente, make some noise, is this a party or not
Walk through the chain link, dazed, I shake some, let's go back to the keg
Say "What's up" to this huitzita just by liftin' my head
That's how I

[Chorus 1]

[Fingazz:]
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it

[Hook: Til Fade]

 

[fox69]

"Do My Thing"

"Do My Thing"


This is Lil' Rob
Lil' Rob comin at you with my own style
You wanna know about me look me up in the gang file
And you will see just how I'm living
I didn't choose nothing because the choice wasn't given to
A little vato going a little fuckin loco
Was just out of hand, not poco
Because all these vatos talkin shit about a homey
When they don't even fuckin know me
They said they kicked my ass, they say I got shot
But when I heard that I started laughing on the spot
Cause what the fuck is that all bout
They say I'm dead so I had to put this tape out
To let these levas know they're all about bullshit
And that these vatos got to quit while they're ahead
Before they look stupid
You say you don't talk shit but I know you did
So you put a filero to my neck you fuckin LEVA
What the fuck's next? A cuete to my head did I cry?
I'm not afraid to die and when I do I die with Brown Pride
I got a pussy ass voice so you say
But you listen to it anyway
You say I can't rap but where the fuck are you
Just keep talking shit cause that's what little kids do
So remember this line for the first time
You do your thing holmes, but I'ma do mine
Now fuck that shit up

[Chorus]
"Doo Wah Ditty"

Lil' Rob not even puttin' in one hundred percent
But if I did you know that no one could get close
Because I'm the man with the most
Don't brag or boast but I'm a vato from the West Coast
Southern Califa's down for the Brown thing
And San Diego is the name of the city that I was brought up in
But the gang life I was caught up in
Started backin' little levas every weekend
Yeah I know I'm skinny but I ain't down for the tweakin'
Go off smoke marijuana; si mon the Mary Jane
God damn but I don't use God's name in vain
So I take that back ese con respecto
Cause I got respect, something you'll never get though
A little vato now seventeen with a glock
I got my finger on the trigger, not afraid to pull it ese
So don't tempt the man behind the gun
Because this vato might have you on the run
And at the same time cryin, shoot down your legs
but holmes is still tryin to get away
But hell ya gotta pay
Pump the fucker back and let the shotgun spray
Until you lie there dead
Just for talkin shit you got a bullet in your head
So if you persist to go on with the shit talkin
You best keep walking cause this vato's gonna be stalking your ass
Harassing it more than the hura
Or maybe not the hura pero homey keep trucha
Or better yet just don't fuck around ese
Cause I don't like killing off the Brown ese
So remember this line for the second time
You do your thing holmes but I'ma do mine