Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brown Pride Feat LIL ROB, artist - Wicked Minds. Album song Wicked Minds Box Set, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: East Side
Song language: English
Brown Pride Feat LIL ROB |
I see you mister Brown Pride, mister south side |
Hitting the leño rolling in your lowride |
You claim to be a sureño, down for the brown and shit |
Don’t get mad raza I’m just telling you how it is |
How it could be and how it should be |
Like I said if every brown was down |
Then on top we would be |
Cause Cuete really isn’t rolling |
At the swapmeets or where my CDs are sold |
And yeska |
So that’s why I’m running up on you |
Cause you don’t support me |
So now the guns on you |
Doing what I gotta do |
Anything to survive |
You should’ve bought my CDs |
Instead of passing them by |
Cause I was trying to do right |
For all my browns around |
When it came down to it |
Most of my browns weren’t down |
So now I’m back, to the lif of the streets |
So give me what you got caus my kids gotta eat |
Angel and bam bam |
Hey homies |
You claim you got the brown Pride |
Well let me ask you, who you bumping in your lowride? |
Hey homies |
You claim to ride for the south side |
Well let me ask you, who you bumping in your lowride? |
You say you’re down to break bread and provide |
But really have you ever bumped Latino rap in your lowride? |
And you say that you’re down |
But you’re not down for the brown |
You’re just down to stand around |
Well it’s a shame that I reframe from my thoughts in the past |
Cause everything that I really wanted, never thought I could have |
this world with a pocket full of balas |
Bust a gangsta movida, shank you vatos for your ranfla |
car cause I’m an underground star |
You’ll only find my shit bumping riding low on the boulevard |
And all my brown pride gente, where you at? |
They don’t wanna bump my shit, so now it’s time to pull a jack |
Gotta make that feria steady hustling out the tierra |
Serio simon, still able to maintain my stamina |
Where you at leva? |
You got caught at the |
At the riverbed is where your body was found |
No sounds except for the close pick on your ass |
A real deal Holyfield should of known you won’t last |
Criminal mentality |
With no support for a thug |
Go out like I gives a fuck cause I gets no love |
Check this out ey |
Hey homeboy you say you’re down for your brown pride |
Well let me ask you, what you’re bumping in your lowride? |
Could it be somebody down with me? |
Or could it be me the L-I-L-R-O-B |
Watcha I’ve had wicked times |
Got shot in drive-bys |
Down with Wicked Minds |
We all got wicked rhymes |
All down for brown pride |
I’ll never lose mine |
Down with lowriders |
Find me cursing mine through the varrio |
Bumping latino hip hop |
It don’t stop as long as I’m here |
Holmes it won’t stop |
Jaws drop, Lil Rob flows fucking loco |
I drop lyrics so that are so cold |
Let’s go 1−2-3 come go with me |
See what I see |
Making me flow like an icee |
I see so fucking cold that I’m spicy |
Striking nobody flowing quite like me (simón) |
Hey homies |
You claim you got the brown Pride |
Well let me ask you, who you bumping in your lowride? |
Hey homies |
You claim to ride for the south side |
Well let me ask you, who you bumping in your lowride? |
You say you’re down to break bread and provide |
But really have you ever bumped Latino rap in your lowride? |
And you say that you’re down |
But you’re not down for the brown |
You’re just down to stand around |
Hey homie wipe that stupid ass look off your face |
Don’t support Latin rap up goes the crime rate |
Talking shit about Frost and Lighter Shade of Brown |
You fucking fool, they the firsts ones to put it down |
And what’s up with that brown pride taca on your wrist? |
You know it’s a bunch of gente you’d rather diss |
You claim to be brown and proud and all that |
But the only color on your CD is black |
Don’t wanna buy my shit cause I’m boricua, that’s cool |
But don’t trip when I’m robbing your ass after school |
You can’t deny my shits blowing up in the calles |
Get a nine to five next to this rap shit, chale |
And my gente needs to go and get this wicked mind shit |
Cause until I’m paid, it’s your house I’m a hit |
The day all my sureños go and buy at least one |
Guess what ese? |
Wicked Minds goes platinum |
Hey homies |
You claim you got the brown Pride |
Well let me ask you, who you bumping in your lowride? |
Hey homies |
You claim to ride for the south side |
Well let me ask you, who you bumping in your lowride? |
You say you’re down to break bread and provide |
But really have you ever bumped Latino rap in your lowride? |
And you say that you’re down |
But you’re not down for the brown |
You’re just down to stand around |
You’re just down to stand around |
You’re just down to stand around |
You’re just down to stand around |
You’re just down to stand around |