[Lil' Rob]
This is dedicated to the 619
These other vatos had theirs, but now it's my time
To kick a beat, smooth, suavecito
To all you fine Chicanas, Lil' Rob estoy mijito
Thumping the oldies
It's me Lil' Rob, and the Brown Crowd homies
Turn up the volume, yeah, Natural High
I smile for my friends and later on I'll cry
For La Raza because we're killing off each other
It's sad, (damn) there goes another
But we don't need that cuz tonight is our night
The Brown Crowd night and everything will be alright
So get up a while, and do the Brown thing
Let's cruise, no need to gangbang
So get ready, dressed to impress
Because you gotta make this night your very best
Not just another night on the town
It's the the Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud
And proud to be Brown
So when you're cruising in your lowrider
Let down the back and put the front a little higher
And now you're rollin' in T.J. way
Just be yourself holmes, no need to be fake
Because everyone out here just having a good time
Oh what a night in the 619
[Lil' Rob]
Sup ese
What's up ese... what you know me man?
Simon I'm your best homey and you don't even know me

[Lil' Rob]
This vato came up and said "hey what's up holmes"
I said "you know me?" he said "simon I'm your best homie
You were born in September of 1975
You're already 20 I'm the reason why you're still alive
I watch everything you do I've seen everything you've done
I kept you out of jail because I told you when to run
You packed a gun at the age of 13"
This vato knows everything about me but this guy I've never seen
So I said "what you mean?" and he said "follow me"
I'm going crazy that's exactly what it's gotta be
He said "let's fly" so we took to the sky
He said "stop, look and listen pay attention
Now if you have a question then ask"
Oh by the way where you takin me?
He said "stop, look and listen and you will see"

Chorus:
Listen hear what I'm saying
Listen hear what I'm saying
What's up
I think I saw him standing over there just a minute ago
Who?
Lil' Rob, he's pretty bad on the mic you know?

Lil' Rob...
Lil' Rob...
It's the Wicked, wicked

[Lil' Rob]
Puto's slip and trip
I'll rip them open from the heart to the brain
I'm already insane, and I won't change
You can't stop this, so stop this nonsense
People got this, because they want this
So watch above this
Little cholo, oh no
Lil' Rob comin' with mi stilo
My lyrics are like a bullet, out of a cuete
It's time to reload (an reload)
And make sure I never run out of ammunition
Until I finish my mission, fix it
All the mistakes that these puto's make
Go and grow up, shuttin' door's in your face
So that you can't blow up
You know who your fuckin' with
Lil' Rob con Coneta (neta)
Leva you can bet cha bottle
Del la hando puente can I follow as I lead the way
And I'll say no to the bottles that you meet some day
Never fuck with the calm one, the one who like's to kick it
It's me the sly, the slick, the wicked wicked wicked wicked
Yea, that's the way to do it
It's the wickie wicked
Oh yea, that's the way to do it
It's the wickie wicked

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