Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Still Riding Like That , by - Lil' Rob. Release date: 04.06.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm Still Riding Like That |
| Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac |
| Hittin' the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin' like that |
| Ese Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac |
| Hittin' the fronts and the back see I’m still ridin' like that |
| This shit is easy it comes natural to me |
| But that’s no reason for you to be an asshole to me |
| Just because I’m that vato that be bangin' on beats |
| I don’t wear no jewelry that shit’s too fancy for me |
| I just wear my t-shirt with my Davis' on |
| I’m drinkin' beer even when the charger game isn’t on |
| I’ma kick back type vato but they got me on the go go |
| Enough to drive me loco, loco in the coco |
| Loco in my low-low, scrapin' because it’s so low |
| Hyna’s wanna go low meet me at the volo |
| We party like the Raza do, don’t know what else to do |
| Dealt with you too many times the first time that I dealt with you |
| More bounce than a trampoline |
| But I stay creased and clean |
| Homeboy said I couldn’t rap, hasn’t hurt me recently |
| Vato wants a piece of me |
| I’m the one he just can’t see |
| Make him wish he never did 'cause it’s too embarrassing |
| Lil Rob gots skills now tell me how it feels now |
| I’ma blow the fuck up, fucker it’s for reals now |
| Tired of the bullshit, how long can I do this? |
| I been bustin' raps since I was 16 with the bullet |
| And the truth is, I’ve already done what you did |
| But I’m done acting young, dumb and fuckin' stupid |
| People talk, can’t stop the talk, so I deal with it |
| They’re still wicked mad cause I got a meal ticket |
| Real with it, you don’t get real with it but you got skills with it |
| Flows so cold when you hear it you get the chills with it |
| Real wicked, you don’t believe me take a real listen |
| Laughin' at them foo’s that’re dissin' |
| On a mission, mission impossible |
| Impossible for me to fall down to where your level is |
| Like dogs they think like lil' kids |
| Paid my dues, paid my debt, silence is kept just like respect |
| What you expect from this vato? |
| I’m bangin' cuatros |
| Stop at St. Marco’s for some tacos and some nachos |
| I got it, it’s on me, ey whatchu want holmes? |
| My raps are poppin' homeboy like my Glock goes |
| Got my people yellin' gritos like my block goes |
| Homie hookin' up shows so I rocked those |
| People didn’t believe so I shocked those |
| Where’d all these people come from? |
| They’re from the barrio |
| Here to represent their lil homeboy on the radio |
| Que onda holmes, writin' lyrics when I’m home alone |
| Roll a leño I’ll get stoned alone Ese |
| Lil Rob’s back in the clean black Cadillac |
| With lots of chrome and the chrome microphone |