Lil Rob West Coast Ridaz

[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

Lil Rob Wickie Wicked

What’s up

I think I saw him standing over there just a minute ago

Who?

Lil’ Rob, he’s pretty bad on the mic you know

Lil’ Rob, Lil’ Rob

It’s the wickie wicked

Putos step and trip, I rip em up from the heart to the brain

I remain the same, and I won’t change

You can’t stop this so stop this nonsense

People got this because they want this

Little cholo, oh no, Lil’ Rob coming with my steelo ma

Lyrics are like the bullets out of a quette, time to reload

And make sure I never run out of ammunition til I finish my mission

Fix all the mistakes that these putos make, oh man grow up

Shutting doors in your face so that you can’t blow up

Do you know who you’re fucking with? Lil’ Rob con gonega neta

Leva you can bet your butt I’m down

Little vatos follow as I lead the way

And I say no to the bottles that you need some day

Never fuck with the calm one, the one that likes to kick it

It’s me the sly, the slick, the wickie wickie wickie wicked

Yea, that’s the way to do it

It’s the wickie wicked

Oh yea, that’s the way to do it

It’s the wickie wicked

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

I take the negative and turn it into positive energy

The people in my memory remember me

It’ll never be the way you want it to be

It’s not in my destiny, don’t mess with me, you envy me, offending me, I’ll let it be

Can it be I be the only one who knows the rules

All these people yapping wanna meet their end too

But it won’t happen cuz I know you lose respect when you talk petho

Report the detho, chinga tu respecto porque no lo quiero

No necesito suavecito es mi steelo

Keeping the smooth ambitions, like a genie I grant wishes

Stop, look and listen to the magician

I got more tricks up my sleeve than I need

Hocus pocus, abracadabra my lyrics’ll grab ya

And make you press rewind more than a couple of times

Where the fuck do I reside (wickie wicked 619)

It’s no thing, they want to kick it, the one keeping them sick and twisted

Lil’ Rob, the sly, the slick, the wickie wickie wickie wicked

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

It’s the Satanical, magical, Lil’ Rob from the battle

I’m coming at you with horns, make you regret I was born

And I know you like it like porn, sweep the streets like I’m evil torn

And I drop my rhymes like a storm on their brains I take form

I just be the baddest you see representing city, it’s the invisible

Fool you can’t see me cuz I be extraordinary

And I hold my own manuscript to all of the shit that I kick

But ever since I was born I was diagnosed to be sick

Whew, oh man take a breather, and one more thing before I leave ya

Suprised that I’m back? Of course you where

I’m the torturor, Lil’ Rob the Mexicano sorceror

Lil’ Rob has come to town to see who he could rock

He blew away all the crew he faced even when he reached our block

He’s the wickie wicked

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)

Yea, I told you he was bad on the mic man

You should’ve believed me when I said that he was bad

Lil’ Rob, 1998

And who has the last laugh now

Lil Rob Hey There Ms. Brown

Love problems

Money and drug problems

That’s all some shit that brings you down…

[Verse 1]

My life couldn’t get worse, I wake up with a curse

It’s like, fuck, I woke up

Me and my chick just broke up, and I was broke up

I just lost trust for people all around me

Not just friends, not just aquaintences, but also family

And it’s sad to see family be like an enemy would be

You’re no longer family, now you’re just an enemy to me

Don’t speak to me, I’m high

Not high enough to not feel the pain

Of being betrayed, played, portrayed for a fool

That shit ain’t cool, we ain’t in school

I quit school because of the playground

Now my homeboys that have been down and stayed down

Well now they get around

They do what they do, do what they did, had kids

And that’s all good though

It’s not their fault I’m all alone, in my lonely little hood holmes

Behind the smile theres a frown, sad enough to bring you down

Hey there Ms. Brown, I’m feelin down

Hey there Ms. Brown, I want you ’round

[Chorus]

Heeey there Ms. Brooown

I want you rooound

I’m feelin dooown

Heeey there Ms. Brooown

I need you rooound

I’m feelin dooown

[Verse 2]

I see you kickin back with the homies all the time

And I wanna try you, what would you do to, me

Is it true what they say, you could take my pain away

Leave me with nothing but sunny days, and take my rain away

Right away, what am I missing, how could I miss something I never had

Are you, really that bad, don’t even know you, but I want you so bad

Guaranteed to make me feel good, I wish you would

Should I introduce myself to Ms. Brown, I think I should

Mucho gusto, such a sweet love

Sweet like chocolate, make me feel higher, than weed does

She does things to me, that make me see things, in a whole new way

I’d pay any price to feel this nice

You’re priceless, make my life timeless

Thank you for your kindness

I just, can’t get enough of you

You’re so addictive, and I’m so addicted

Hey there Ms. Brown

I need you ’round

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

I’m tryin to say I’m not perfect, you see we all make mistakes

I’m far from perfect, my heart aches, my heart breaks

Wish it didn’t, but it does

Wish it wasn’t, but it was

Try to look you, in the eye

But I can’t see, through the fuzz

It’s cuz of this, it’s come to this, the, lonliest lonliness

I thought two times, when my primo told me this

He said, slowly she becomes you, ’till you become her

Then your life becomes a blurr and you forget who you were

I guess he’s right, I look in the mirror and I don’t know who I am

I’m lost, don’t even know what direction I’m in

Hey there Ms. Brown, come paint a pretty picture again

I’m feelin down, Ms. Brown make me feel better again

I’d like to thank you for your, kindness

I just, can’t get enough of you

You’re so addictive, and I’m so addicted

Hey there Ms. Brown, I’m feelin down

I need you ’round

[Chorus x2]

Lil Rob Pachucos Night

What’s up mija

I was wondering if maybe I could stop by and pick you up tonight

Shine up the wingtips throw on the zoot suit

Jump in the Bomba complete with the moonroof

Pick up my lady and kick it with her all night

We look up and we could see the rain fall right

down on the glass, we can’t see the splash

We’re cruising slow forget fast

You see a vato like me takes my time

I’m dressed to impress and my hyna’s lookin fine

She loves me, I love her and everything is right

It’s the Pachuco’s night

I got the 45 player under the dash

In the ashtray I got some marijuana ash

I got the .45’s in the glove

She throws on “Natural High” and says it’s time to make love

I said damn mija yo te quiero mucho contodo mi corazon

She said mijo I’m glad that we’re alone

Because it’s time I confess how i feel

She said mijo I love you and I said baby I’m for real

It’s the Pachucos night

It’s the Pachucos night

You know mija there ain’t nothin I’d rather do

Than to spend a little time with you

Cause you’re my lady and I love you

[Chorus]

Stay right here baby (stay right here baby)

I’m not ready to let you go, ahha yeah

Stay right here baby, ahha yeah

So i could love you and love you forever

I’m kicking back with my lady

But still some vatos rolled up

Where you from holmes?

I’m thinking to myself don’t act dumb holmes

Could pull the cuete cause I never leave home without it

But would that prove anything? ey holmes I doubt it

Vatos actin up I didn’t say nothing but I stared

They call me a chavala but hey I didn’t care

Time to go on roll on catch em on the rebound

Some may call me a wrecker

Some might say that proves I’m down

Or got respect for the woman that I’m with

Cause if she wasn’t with me you know I’d do it with the quickness

You see I handle things in the right way

It’s me and my ruca, no need to pull out the fusca

Can’t let them ruin my night so I drive off in the rain

She said mijo you’re the best and so I told her the same

I grab her leg and tickle it as she laughs and yells stop

When I only stop to start all over again

You must’ve put a spell on my mind

You’re my genie and my lover

And i wish that you would make our time stand still

Chills and thrills is what you give me

Everytime that I’m next to you

I’m so glad I found the best with you

A dream come true is me and you

A Pachuco’s night doing what lovers like to do

And mija you’re the only woman that can drive me crazy

A Pachucos night just me and my lady

[Chorus]

I’ve got to got to let you know who you are

I wanna take you home with me

And you will see that you love me and I love you

Lucky cause it’s no fun being lonely

But with me you’ll never have to be the lonely one

Cause you’re my hyna

and you best believe the only one

She whispered in my ear come here

You’re the only man I’ll ever need

Because you’ve always been right there for me

Two hearts joined as one

Having fun on what I call my Pachucos night

My night ain’t done

Until you come on and go with me

Over to my place and make love between the sheets

That’s where our bodies meet

Te gusto mucho this Pachuco’s gonna love ya

Because I can’t seem to get enough of ya

Because mija you’re the one droppin spells

it’s me and my lady and the Sharilles

[This is dedicated to the one I love]

Let me lay you down

Let me make you feel just like you should

In other words mija let me make you feel real good

She’s lookin firme so her body I caress

She said let’s vistame and so I help her undress

And it’s like I love need and want you baby

It’s time to get crazy

[Chorus]

Lil Rob Hight Til I Die

[lighter sparking up]

[inhale, cough]

[Lil’ Rob speaking]

What’s up?

Lil’ Rob

Back on my own

The way it should be

The only way that it can be

Let’s take to the sky

[Lil’ Rob]

Pack my pipa full of grieffa

Just like my woman

I could never leave her, cheat her, need her

So I take a puff and another puff

Exhale, then I take a breather

Cause I’ll take my time and do it right

I know where I’ll be tonight

Clouding the night in my mind

Feelin’ fine, this is mine

You wanna get high?

Well come back another time

When you really want to fly

Cause I plan to take it to the point

Where I don’t know my name

Won’t even know where I’m at

But want to come back

To this place, where I sit

Rather your lips will take a hit

Prepare for licked, bring the pipe

Or a spliff I hit is swiff

God’s gift, to this world, got me in a twirl

In a whirl, everything I see is plural

I’m just blazing, hallucinating

And I can’t lie, smoking crepa chocolate tie

Lemon teardrops falling from my eye

Take to the sky, on my natural high

Till the day I die

[chorus]

High till I die

I wanna get high, so high

High on the natural high

[Lil’ Rob]

I can smoke it on my own

Never leave me alone

I’m in my zone

Stoned to the bone

Me in the dark, sittin’ in the park

Forgettin’ everything that hurts my heart

So I spark another joan, what’s the poem?

Escape from reality, into a fantasy

That’s sexuality, feel the passion

When the smoke is passin’

Everlastin’ type of bud

When I smoke my buds

Takes me to a place

Smile upon my face

Cause she sets me free

From the things I see

Let me be somebody, hear my plea

It’s only me, I’d rather be lonely

Roll it on my own, cause I hold my own

Toke it on my own, used to think of dyin’

Now I think of flyin’, like I’ve never flown

Spread my wings and fly

Why lie? It’s something that I can’t deny

Take to the sky, on my natural high

Till the day I die

[chorus]

High till I die

I wanna get high, so high

High on the natural high

[Lil’ Rob]

Life is like a maze

Got’s me in a craze

So I hide away in marijuana’s maze

Change my evil ways

Stayin’ half a day

Captured in the rapture

Love the way she plays

Got’s me feelin’ very loose

Dizziness, love it when I feel like this

I’m real like this, smokin’ all this flavored shit

It’s time to call it quits

But once again my lighter flicks

And I take another puff

Just can’t get enough

Of this happiness

Smoking canibus

Devotion to my potent potions

What I’ve chosen, love it when my time is frozen

Gots me in that motion, like I’m close to floatin’

Takin’ to the sky, when I want to fly

And I’m sittin’ on my cloud, like Joe Buton

Don’t stop now, la grafepa gone, and I’m gone

It’s the wicked, slicked, slide, type a guy

With, it’s something that you can’t deny

Take to the sky, on your natural high

Till the day you die

[chorus]

High till I die

I wanna get high, so high

High on the natural high

Ooooo

Check this out

Lil’ Rob

Pass me another one

Feels so good, feels so good

Up in my chest

No stress, no stress

Smoking on Mary

Ooooo, I wanna get high, so high

Ooooo, so high, so high, so high

On the natural high

Lil Rob 1218

[Lil Rob]

1-2-1-8 (Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)

Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s

(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)

Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small (1-2-1-8)

1218 1218 Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s

(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)

Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small (1-2-1-8)

[Lil Rob]

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit

The way that you need, the way that you want shit

You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it

LR the great, 1-2-1-8

Hey check this out homeboy I’m back up on the front line

It took some time but shit didn’t have to cut lines

Hey fuck your rhymes if you ever said fuck mine

I’m just playin’, we should work on somethin’ some time

I don’t think so, you burned your bridges here

Rob don’t show no love, love ain’t fuckin’ livin’ here

1-2-1-8 1218, what’s that mean?

Hit the scene, crisp and clean

clear it all up like antihistamines

I spit so sick it’s fuckin’ sickening

I spit so sick I think I might need Listerine

Fuck it up whether you like it not

Chances are you’re gonna like it a lot, how could you not?

I kid you not, I hit the spot, like I hit the weed

Like a fiend hits the crystal rock

I keep it old school like lockin’ and poppin’

till the day I’m dropped in a coffin

[Chorus]

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit

The way that you need, the way that you want shit

You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it

Or think that I’ma quit after all that it costed

There ain’t no stoppin’ I’m droppin’ the bomb shit

The way that you need, the way that you want shit

You must be on shit if you thought that I lost it

LR the great, 1-2-1-8

[Lil Rob]

Ese Lil Rob’s back so you best back the fuck up

Quit your bluffin’, poutin’, huffin’ and puffin’

I come in and keep it all the way live

I’m the vato with the CD that looks like a 45

People mistake me for a criminal

I’m into music though homeboy, and I keep it so original

There is no equal, you can’t find it

You can add it, divide it, subtract it or multiply it

I’m like a drug you get addicted when you try it

Can’t fight the feeling, don’t even try to fight it

If you don’t like me, it’s best to keep it quiet

I can’t wait until we wake up the sleeping giant (Shhhh)

I stay silent and I don’t really like to get violent

So you can tell the real from the fake

I’m real LR the great, 1-2-1-8

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]

(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)

Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s

(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)

Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small

(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)

Look-lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s

(Lookin’ hella mean in my 1218’s)

Tighter than some 1218’s two sizes small

[Chorus x2]

Lil Rob Brought Up In Small Neighborhood

[Lil’ Rob]

Hey what’s happening?

It’s your homeboy Lil’ Rob

Back with some more shit

You know I cruise my low riders

But I just can’t find nothing to cruise to you know?

What happen to the good music?

All that oldies shit

This ones going out to everybody low riding

And need something to cruise to wacha

[Lil’ Rob]

All you vatos take note, Lil’ Rob ain’t no joke

So wacha, Jump in my six-three Impala

Put down the top as I pull to the stop

Drop, roll, never can be to low

Simon I got low riders, hundred spoke wires

White wall tires four pumps jumps it higher

Than anything you’ve ever seen

Fucking mean fucking clean

Can’t drive to fast or swerving

Slipping and dipping, that’s what we call it

That’s what you do when you’ve got Hydraulics

I sea-saw it front back side to side pancake it

We don’t fake ese we just take it

Don’t try to jack it bullet holes in your jacket

From my semi-automatic

What you thought ese we ain’t got no pride?

Get ready to learn how we ride on the Southside

[Chorus]

I was brought up (I was brought up)

In a small neighborhood (In a small neighborhood)

Where I’m cruisin (Were I’m cruisin)

My Lowride’ss looking good (My Low rides looking good)

Said I was brought up (I was brought up)

In a small neighborhood (In a small neighborhood)

Where we go cruisin (Were we go cruisin)

And it’s all to the good

Orale, check this out

[Lil’ Rob]

Got a Bombita, 4’9 Troqita

C-H-E-V-R-O-L-E-T- you don’t know?

Forty-five player for all my oldies

Forty-five double M for all them phonies

Gots corner windows and the three fifty

Pedal to the metal I can take off like quickly

Shit I could smoke em like my pistola

Like a Lil’ Rob Rola my Troqa’s the bomba

Naw it aint painted, homes it’s just primer

Back with some thirteens and a sun visor

It still looks mean though, it still looks clean though

See it on the website I’m drinking with my primos

w-w-w dot Lil’ Rob dot com, I can cruise all day

And cruise all night long, from sun down til sun up

I’ll cruise my troqa, I’m a lowrider, I told ya, I told ya

[Chorus]

Simon!

[Lil’ Rob]

Got a big body, F-L-double E-T double U

Double O D 1993 caddy

Extended A-Arms cause homes I play hard

Hop my carucha hopping down the boulevard

Bumping some zapp jams, oldies or rap jams

Ralphy Pagan, S.O.S. or some yap bands

I’m the outstanding that’s why they can’t stand me

Three wheel standing hopping with smooth landings

Four racks a four-ton the more bounce the more fun

Keeping drinks in my ride if you bring em in guaranteed to spill some

I won’t stop til I catch my trunk up on fire

Keep on hopping till I pop a tire

Pass the wire, and let it be known

I’ll pay the chrome bill before I pay the phone

And that’s when you know, that you’re a lowrider

Got pride in my ride everybody else just admires

[Chorus]

Lil Rob Superbad

[Lil Rob]

My bad (my bad) my bad (my bad)

I turned a good girl to superbad..

This pretty young thing’s a freak

I know you’re mad but that’s just too bad, c’mon

[Chorus: Lil Rob (Girl)]

And if you’re down tonight, I know that I can make you feel alright

Triple X rated baby that’s what I’m like, loosen up don’t be so uptight

(Baby I’m down to ride – all night – with or without the lights)

(Cause you, know just what I like – so I’ll be superbad girl tonight)

[Lil Rob]

I never really been the kind of guy

to get up and go hit the club

But I was, scrapin by and I was high

thought to myself I said what the fuck (hey what the fuck)

(let me see what’s happenin) I walked in with an evil grin

Proceded walkin over to the bar and there you are (and there you are)

I had to ask who you were

where you been, then look you up and down again

Let’s get the fuck out baby and, take your friend (let’s go)

I’m a gentlemen, but I get triple X tambien

I get, sick with it love it and I can’t pretend

When I’m up into ya hopin it never ends

I, don’t want to brag, I don’t mean to boast

But I’m one bad homeboy from the West cooooooooooast

There ain’t no stoppin your ass, whoa

Later on I’ll be up in that ass, ho!

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]

My bad (my bad) my bad (my bad)

I turned a good girl to superbad..

Yeah, I know I’m fast I’d hate to waste yo’ time

I’m not tryin to fall in love, not tryin to make you mine (hell naw)

I just think that we can have some fun

I really want to go and I really want you to come

(Don’t you want to come with me?)

What do you say, don’t you like to play?

If so, then we can play until the break of day (oh yeah)

You look so good, good enough to eat

I bet you taste so sweet, excuse me I’m just a freak (fo’ sho’)

And I don’t mean no disrespect

I just really wanna kiss and lick your neck (mm-hmm)

Send chills up and down your spine

I can’t help myself baby you’re just way too fine (uh-huh)

What’chu expect, some kind of pickup lines?

Helllll no, I just wanna blow your mind (blow your mind)

Cut to the chase, get straight to the point

Let’s escape this place, let me get naughty wit’cha body c’mon

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]

Girl you gonna tell your mom and dad

You went from good girl to superbad? (Don’t tell ’em)

It all started with a one night stand

I gave the best sex you’ve ever had (and now you’re superbad)

It got hot, you ripped off your clothes

Followed me over to the bed (she followed me)

Hit me, just like Mary J

And baby went straight to my head (yes she did)

She was, soakin wet and drippin with sweat

And I was, givin her somethin that she won’t forget

She went home with me, somethin she won’t regret

Sex so good it should come with a cigarette (he-heh, yeah)

Three hours in, baby doll’s a 10

So I had to lick her up and down again

She said your ride have been more than a ride

Here’s my number if you’re down for tomorrow night, alright

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob: x4]

My bad (my bad) my bad (my bad)

I turned a good girl to superbad..

Lil Rob 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

Lil Rob Truth Or Consequences

[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