Somethin' 2 Relate 2 Lyrics - Crazy Life - Lil' Rob

Orale 

What's up man 

Back once again 

Giving you somthing to relate to 

I'm kicking back at my pad 

Getting it through with my familia otra ves 

It's time to bail out and get out of this mess 

So they don't really like my ways 

And they don't really give a damn about what I say 

So I jump in the carrucha, keep trucha 

I'm strolling through the town steady scraping the ground 

Now I'm lighting up the area 

Some staring at me suprised I'm still alive 

'cause back in the day I got shot homey 

Because we let the bullets fly 

But that don't mean I'll lecture you how I almost died 

Why did this chump survive, that's why I'm still alive 

Lil' Rob con trunamos since 95 

Ain't no stopping me now 

Lil' Rob is on the prowl 

Don't ask me how 'cause I don't have to explain it 

Don't ask me how 'cause it's too complicated 

For you uneducated vatos to learn 

You try to creep up but you sleep 'cause I'm rolling nine deep 

And to you vatos who disrepect me then want help from me 

You must be stupid, you're acting like a dummy with the 

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L-I-L R-O-B 

B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D 

I'm the L-I-L R-O-B 

B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D 

L-I-L R-O-B 

B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D 

I'm the L-I-L R-O-B 

B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D 

Dropping rhymes smoothly, oh man 

It's Lil' Rob the vato with the Brown mind on his shoulders 

I've never done it, but I've seen more crytal than Folgers 

I guess you could say I've got my choice 

Either get messed up or jumped, or I pay on the invoice 

People buying up my vocals 

Sometimes they're mellow and sometimes they're loco 

Cruising through the Eastside, flip it to the B-side 

Rolling with my primo, so watch the 63 glide 

I've got my hyna on the side of me 

She's on the right of me, and she's looking so damn fine to me 

Hey babe, come a little closer 

So that Lil' Rob can hold ya 

As I drop a little taste for my race 

Oh yes, she left the marks of her lips on my face 

Simon we're rolling, rag-top folding 

We're cruising slow, the jura pulled us over for being too low 

They never fail to harrass us 

Always pulling us over never ever will they pass us 

I'm living life on the calle so let me tell it 

If you don't know my name ese then let me spell it 

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Hey man, I'm only twenty 

Some people say "Lil' Rob get out the gang" 

But then they say it like if it ain't no thang 

But see, even if I say I don't claim 

They still know my face and they still know my name 

I see some vatos that I hate 

But I won't hit them up because I'm trying to get my life straight 

But they decide to hit me up instead 

I'm on their leva, they're the ones who want me dead 

So um, what am I supposed to do? 

It's time to show these fools 

In the crazy life man their ain't no rules 

And you gotta understand 

I'm doing the same damn thing as any other man 

You can call it gang violence or call in what you will 

But even the most innocent man will kill 

Stay still, as I drop shit reality 

All the gente talking that petho 'cause they just can't handle me 

Because I speak about the real, and how I feel 

And I still kick back with the homeboys from the hood 

But to the Man upstairs, I'm trying to do good 

Yeah man, you gotta understand 

You may call it a gang thing 

But you'd do the same thing tambien 

Right, giving you something to relate to 

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