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[Lil' Rob] This is dedicated to the 6-1-9 These are the vatos that been, but now it's my time To kick the beat's, move suavecito To all you fine chicana's, Lil' Rob is doing ? Bumping the oldies, It's me Lil'' Rob And the Brown Crowd homies, turn up the volume Yeah, Natural High, a ?? for my friends And Lil' Rob will cry for la raza because we killin' off each other, it's sad BOOM, there goes another, but we don't need that Because tonight it our night, it's the Brown Crowd night And everything will be alright So get up, go out, and do the brown thing Let's cruise, no need to gangbang So get ready, dress to impress Because you got to make this start your very best Not just another night on the town It doesn't brown ?? Chicano, were proud and be brown Tonight were crusin' in your lowrider Let down the back and put the front a little higher And now your rollin' TJ ?? just be yourself holmes No need to be fake because everybody out here Is havin' a good time, Oh what a night..Oh what a night [Lil' Rob] Letras de cancionesSup ese What's up ese... what you know me man? Simon I'm your best homey and you don't even know me This vato came up and said "hey what's up holmes" I said "you know me?" he said "simon I'm your best homie You were born in September of 1975 You're already 20 I'm the reason why you're still alive I watch everything you do I've seen everything you've done I kept you out of jail because I told you when to run You packed a gun at the age of 13" This vato knows everything about me but this guy I've never seen So I said "what you mean?" and he said "follow me" I'm going crazy that's exactly what it's gotta be He said "let's fly" so we took to the sky He said "stop, look and listen pay attention Now if you have a question then ask" Oh by the way where you takin me? He said "stop, look and listen and you will see" Chorus: Listen hear what I'm saying Listen hear what I'm saying 1-What's up 2-I think I saw him standing over there just a minute ago 1-Who? 2-Lil'' Rob, he's pretty bad on the mic you know? Lil' Rob... Lil' Rob... It's the Wicked wicked Puto's slip and trip I'll rip them open from the heart to the brain I'm already insane, and I won't change You can't stop this, so stop this nonsense People got this, because they want this So watch above this Little cholo, oh no Lil' Rob comin' with mi stilo My lyrics are like a bullet, out of a cuete It's time to reload (an reload) And make sure I never run out of ammunition Until I finish my mission, fix it All the mistakes that these puto's make Go and grow up, shuttin' door's in your face So that you can't blow up You know who your fuckin' with Lil' Rob con Coneta (neta) Leva you can bet cha bottle Del la hando puente can I follow as I lead the way And I'll say no to the bottles that you meet some day Never fuck with the calm one, the one who like's to kick it It's me the sly, the slick, the wicked wicked wicked wicked From Letras Mania