Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song San Diego , by - Lil Rob. Song from the album Can't Keep a Good Man Down, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.03.2013
Record label: Low Profile
Song language: English
San Diego |
| What’s up ese |
| It’s your homeboy |
| Lil' Rob |
| Representing my city to the fullest |
| San Diego, Southern California |
| That’s where I’m from, simon |
| S-A-N D-I-E-G-O representado con Mano Lopalo |
| Mi pa mi lado, Chicano liempo creased down with the wrinkles |
| Bet you get them tingles when you listen to my singles |
| Mi cate, pelonsito con marijuanito |
| Got one hand on my cuete and the other on my pistol |
| Siempre listo, mijito en todo |
| I’m one bad motherfucker from the wrong side of town ese, mi moto |
| Pero no me jolles, but I still enjoy this |
| Lil' Rob controla, fucking up this rola like a bomba on the boulevard |
| Cruising with the 45's, got my loaded .45's still living this Crazy Life |
| I lay low like a Chevrolet, Chevrolet |
| And I bust my rhymes and they come away, come away |
| And I been many places but it’s not the same though |
| San Diego |
| San Diego |
| San Diego |
| San Diego, Southern California |
| Though my town ain’t what it used to be |
| It still means everything to me |
| I used to have dreams to be, something is what it made of me |
| Nothing like I used to see, drug deals everyday homey |
| Overdoses? |
| Yeah usually, but the streets was so damn good to me |
| Pain the walls with graffiti, all the vatos acting rough with me |
| So rough so tough with me, pinche juras handcuffing me |
| They never left me alone, just cuz I was pelon |
| And because of my skin-tone, fuck that must be cuz I’m chingon |
| And I tell it like it is, my shit’s bad damn right it is |
| Can’t believe how tight it is, like baby Jennifer Lopez |
| Leaving all you fools so please, knowing you can’t fuck with this |
| Say that you don’t like my shit, your fucked and now you’re stuck with it |
| I know that you’re bumping it, on the down low you be loving it |
| I’m the baddest one Brown-raggin it, catch me on the street Brown-baggin it |
| This one’s for my city where I learned my flow |
| S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, San Diego |
| I always say stay down for the Brown |
| But don’t let no one get you down, don’t frown |
| Ready for showdowns, I got more sold than MoTown bumping in your town |
| Who’s got the flows now? |
| Who’s running the shows now? |
| The wicked wicked Lil' Rob gots it all under control now |
| Go now, if you know what’s good for you |
| But you’re one of those vatos that likes to talk away |
| If you had any sense you’d swallow your foolish pride homey and walk away |
| The other way, oh by the way I fly away back to my four corner room |
| Like my song 4 Corner Room, tripping out like I was on shrooms |
| I sit and look at the colorful things, evil, good or whatever it brings |
| Spread my wings and fly away again, Lil' Rob the San Diegan |
| Let me know when you want to play again, play again |
| Maybe next year on the Fifth of May again, May again |
| But until then keep up with Lil' Rob year round |
| And I’m promising you the crystal clear sound of a Mexican |
| But it’s time for me to go rest again |
| It’s time for me to go but I’ll be back to flow |
| Remember my name, Lil' Rob |
| Know where I’m from, San Diego |
| That’s right |
| That’s the way we do it |
| San Diego, Southern California |
| Yea, 1904 |
| That’s right |
| San Diego |