Mexican Gangster 2 — текст песни (Lil` Rob)

Orale
Orale pues it`s me
The L-I-L R-O-B
The wicked little vato with those wicked rhymes for SD
San Diego, Southern Califas man controlling shit
And all these people call me a stupid ass spic
You call me a spic and I`ll take you out silly sucker
Cuz you ain`t nothing but a stupid ass motherfucker
Go ahead and start your shit, start your pleito
But you`ll find that you`ll lose when you fuck with San Diego
Now listen up to what I`ve got to say
I`m down for San Diego and I`m down with LA
And їsaves que? they`re both down with me
And it`s a trip cuz I got primos in every fucking city man
I got more homeboys than you could ever imagine
To all you little shit talkin putos I`m not havin
About not being down for the town
A crazy little vato fuckin it up for the Brown
You see I`m down for the 619
Fools saying I`m doing bad, but I`m just doing fine
Not giving a fuck about what you punks got to say
Cuz I`m that crazy Mexicano down to fuckin spray
You know what I`m saying leva, and you know it`s true
Someone`s got to win and someone`s got to lose, and I never lose
So you know I can`t be that ranker
You want to know who the fuck I am? I`m the Mexican Gangster

Orale pues, it`s me
The L-I-L R-O-B
Orale pues, it`s me
The L-I-L R-O-B

Mexican Gangster numero dos
Simon, I`m back once again a little different since back then
Four years later, four years brighter
Back with some shit like llesca taking you higher
High, high, high like to the ceiling, I can`t fight the feeling
If I had a million, bucks what would I do
I`d smoke up my llesca tree
I swear to God ese, about three times as tall as me
Oh man what would I do without my mija
What would I do all dressed up without mi grifa
I ain`t joking, the homies don`t call me Prankster
It`s Lil` Rob aka Capone, Mexican Gangster

Orale pues, it`s me
The L-I-L R-O-B
Orale pues, it`s me
The L-I-L R-O-B

Orale
Got those beats that thump that you bump
Cuz I know you like the bass, it humps
Making you wonder where the hell I`ve been for four years
It`s not because of fears, so let`s just make that clear
Now just hear what I say when I say what I gotta say man
Coming at you quick, you don`t even got time to pray
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost
Man it`s time to get ghost, no time to watch these putos roast
Coasting, down the block fucking up these levas
I don`t give a fuck and I don`t think I ever will
I kill for thrills, fat bills is what I`m folding
Mexican Gangster 2 the title, is the title I`m holding
Scolding all these fools, simon I`m controlling my city
All these vatos wanting pero they know they can`t hang with me
Shoot me, that`s what you want to do man
But if you shoot at me, you best believe I`m gonna shoot you too man
Going insane when I click, click, click
Cuz I`m that crazy Hispanic, I`m the Mexican Gangster

Orale pues, it`s me
The L-I-L R-O-B
Orale pues, it`s me
The L-I-L R-O-B
The wicked little vato with those wicked rhymes for SD
San Diego, Southern Califas man controlling shit



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