Representing Lyrics - Lil' Rob

Lil' Rob Representing Lyrics 

Yeah what's happenin - wussup homes? 

Yeah, it's ese Lil Rob 

Representin where I'm from homes 

San Diego, C.A. 

That's right... c'mon 

[Lil Rob] 

I'm representin where I'm from San Diego, C.A. 

With my nine treys, vatos that duck the sunrays 

Put 18 on my sleeves, eighty-five degrees 

with the coastal breeze and got my cuete close to me 

I park my ride, and jump outside 

Roll up a joint, light it up and get high 

Cause we get lit, bet on pits to get rich 

They lock jaw, we stand by with break sticks 

I walk through obstacles you might, find impossible 

Unstoppable and lots of flavor like a popsicle 

Brought up in the barrio, medicine man 

like {?} Caminos from one ol' vato 

The big bad Cali fast land where it's sango weed 

Smoke the grass and I don't mean the lawn 

I mean the bomb chron', only the best 

Filled up my chest with the mota from the Southwest 

[Chorus 2X: Lil Rob w/ ad libs] 

Representin where I'm from - where I'm from 

San Diego, C.A. - all day 

Ready or not here I come - here I come 

So you vatos best stay out of my way - make way 

[Lil Rob] 

I always try to stay crisp and clean 

Keep my lowriders lookin mean 

Homeboy you can read it on my sleeves 

It say Lil Rob also known as Mr. 1218 

Ey let me at 'em let me get 'em hit 'em with a verse 

Let me hit 'em with the truth homes cause that's where it hurts 

I tuck the crossbars under the skirt 

You think I'm fuckin bad homeboy it's gonna get worse 

Still givin neighborhood parties, tumble between the chain link gates 

Hit the keg, grab the mic and celebrate 

Uno dos, uno dos, mic check one two 

Sick like the agua in Tijuana, I'm sick like the flu 

Tilt the brown bag, at the same time throw up the brown rag 

In a brown rag, let it down and let the back drag 

Until the back alley, grita la pare 

ese lil rob controlamos homie vas a ver, 

Bien pedo, pero estoy shrap like a filero 

And when I bust, I bust like pistolero 

Too much of a rush, I don't mean like a tecato 

Heavy gato, Lil Rob's a sick vato 

[Chorus] 

[Lil Rob] 

I love hynitas,tienen una linda sonrisa 

When it comes to sex I'm triple X like my camisa 

Whassup mija? Como te llamas? 

Make her hot like a plancha, lay you down on the cama de Volada, nothin like a fine Me-xi-cana 

Shakin nalgas, somebody open the ventana 

Mira, it's la vida makin movidas 

olvidame y cuidate see you when I see ya 

I'm all for comin in often, runnin trippin 

The six-three Impala felt like coppin somethin you popped 

off at the mouth but you ain't poppin nothin 

Why the fuck you vatos wanna be startin somethin? 

I'm loco, I'm goin psycho, but I can't let the mic go 

I can't let the mic go whoa, that was a typo 

Sounds tight though homey done spit it again 

I'm in it to win, the reason why I did it again 

I'm representin