Still Smokin' (supermix Part 1) Lyrics - Lil' Rob

This is the MCI operator 

I have a collect call from..DREAMER 

Who is an inmate in a California State prison 

To accept charges press 5 now {beep} 

Your call is being connected 

Thank you for using MCI 

ESE, CHOLO! 

[Butt-head] 

heh heh he? 

Who? 

Damn't, for the last time 

There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up phone} 

[Lil' Rob] 

It's the gangsta M-E-X-I-C-A-N 

Back with the rhyme that'll blow your mind that you wanna hear again 

Because you can't get enough of the Brown Crowd 

That is so rough and so tough 

Crazy bad wicked the worst and when I'm through 

When I rewind a verse 

So you could go ahead and try to put me down 

But I was told don't let no one get you down 

And never wear a frown 

It's Lil'' Rob the Chicano and proud one 

Competition none {beat stops} 

But wait I'm not done {beat resumes} 

Fuckin it up like this especially for the Brown 

So orale suvale in the Brown side of town 

Yeah, it's for the Brown Crowd 

Orale holmes, this is Lil'' Rob 

Comin after you from San Diego, Southern Califas 

Mexican gangster yeah that's the name of the jam 

And it's to all those locos that like to gangbang 

Because I do it when I have to when it's every fuckin week 

And always kickin it with my homies 

But could swear they're always tweaking 

But the only drug I use is marijuana 

People tell me not to smoke it 

But I'll smoke it if I wanna 

Cause right now living in the fast lane 

So tell me what's wrong with smoking a little bit of Mary Jane 

And when I fight I fight mano a mano 

Por que simon I'm a down ass Chicano 

I'll say it again I'm down for mine ese 

Or laugh at you if you need a shank over a cuete 

And then I'll call you a chavala 

As I rock over the jam in my '62 Impala 

And if you shoot you better kill 

Cause if you don't and you won't 

But then I will 

You won't rest in peace you'll rest in pain 

Why, because my mind clicks 

To be insane in the brain 

Simon I'm fuckin bad to the bone 

And all I could say is don't fuck around holmes 

Cause I'm a... 

[Chorus 2x] 

Mexican Gangster, (simon) 

Mexican Gangster, (16 with a bullet) 

Mexican Gangster, (born with the ways) 

Mexican Gangster born with the badness 

Yeah, it's for the Brown Crowd 

Lil'' Rob comin at you with my own style 

You wanna know about me look me up in the gang file 

And you will see just how I'm living 

I didn't choose nothing because the choice wasn't given to 

A little vato going a little fuckin loco 

Was just out of hand, not poco 

Because all these vatos talkin shit about a homey 

When they don't even fuckin know me 

They said they kicked my ass, they say I got shot 

But when I heard that I started laughing on the spot 

Cause what the fuck is that all bout 

They say I'm dead so I had to put this tape out 

To let these levas know they're all about bullshit 

And that these vatos got to quit while they're ahead 

Before they look stupid 

You say you don't talk shit but I know you did 

So you put a filero to my neck you fuckin LEVA 

What the fuck's next? A cuete to my head did I cry? 

I'm not afraid to die and when I do I die with Brown Pride 

I got a pussy ass voice so you say 

But you listen to it anyway 

You say I can't rap but where the fuck are you 

Just keep talking shit cause that's what little kids do 

So remember this line for the first time 

You do your thing holmes, but I'ma do mine 

Now fuck that shit up holmes 

Jump in the ride 

Jump in the ride 

First of all I like starting by saying Q-vo 

From a little vato con respecto y por el tuyo 

But much pride, jump in the ride 

Side to side down el calle, we slide and ride 

Hittin' the switch's, the paint job is stickin' 

I'm your puppet in the tape deck because it's hittin' 

You hear it from across town 

No dejes que nadie te haqa menos 

Don't let no one get you down 

Cause if they do, I'll be around gente 

I'll turn your frown's upside down with my sound's gente 

Been doing this since I was 15 and live through night 

Smoke another like Chech & Chong has a nice dream Simon 

Jump in the ride, bounce that ass side to side 

(Jump in the ride) as this crazy cholo takes you 

On another crazy cholo ride (Jump in the ride) 

I don't really give a shit about what your saying bitch 

(Jump in the ride) What time is it? 

I got that A to the muthafuckin' K 

Yeah, shell's stackin up, I shot about 30 rounds 

And my 30 round clip, and you can even hear the sound 

Of the shell's when they hit ground 

But you know there right down 

Can't take chance's if you came to fuck around 

Finger print's on the shell, life in the jail cell 

With no bail, live the life in hell 

So I proceed to be the sly, sticked, wicked 

But when I get caught, in doing time, while putos get shot 

I'll say "It's nothin'" if you ask "It ain't shit" 

I got punks, who you callin' punks, and they wanna blast me 

There only fear is when they're liven life crazy 

They wanna keep me..from rappin' because it pay's me 

Orale, that's what I say 

Orale puto, that's what I say before I spray 

All the fuckin' leva's and I cap, cap, cap 

And I come back another firme rap, rap, rappin' tale 

Everybody what dizzy, lined up some levas 

And I just got rid of a couple 

Right on the double, I'm nothin' but trouble 

But when it comes to hyna's, I'm the one who likes to cuddle 

But right now, the shell's are stackin' up 

I got my 30 round, and puto's are backin' up 

I got the A-K in the trunk, for punks that wanna act dumb 

Fuck the 40 round clip, I got the 75 round drum 

You vatos can't mean, now I don't give a fuck 

Times don't mean shit, when my shells are stackin' up 

I got my shell's stackin' up 

I got that A to the muthafuckin' K