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