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 [Lil Rob] Sup
: [Lil' Rob] Time for the payback ese And I don't give a fuck about your fuckin ass Chrome to the dome and this crazy vato's not afraid to blast You
know they're right down Can't take chances if you plan to fuck around Leaving prints on a shell, life in a jail cell With no bail living life in Hell
: ESE, CHOLO! [Lil' Rob] Orale holmes, this is Lil' Rob Comin after you from San Diego, Southern Califas Mexican gangster yeah that's the name of the
with you A dream come true is me and you A Pachuco's night doing what lovers like to do And mija you're the only woman that can drive me crazy A Pachucos
Who? Damnit, for the last time There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up phone} [Sir Crown] Ey holmes throw on some fuckin oldies ese [Lil' Rob] Orale
: This is Lil' Rob 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
vatos had theirs, and now it's my time No kick a beat, smooth suavecito To all you fine Chicanas, Lil' Rob estoy mejito Thumping the oldies It's me Lil' Rob
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
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
loca, life is crazy [Chorus] It's called the crazy life Mi vida loca It's called the crazy life Mi vida loca It's called the crazy life Mi vida loca
colder Close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus: singing + 2Pac] Thug for Life I will be.. (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) A life
WHOA! No sales, no plaques, no shows, no world tours I live a rap life so I'm trying to live yours" I'm like WHOA! My niggas, Black Rob, Bad Boy, Crazy
to Cleveland We gotta get even. Even if it means I got to stop a muthafucka from breathin. And I'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me. Nigga that
this planet Rob won't do for you I'ma pick u up in my Phantom Babe Hit the club and go jukin babe Drink a lil somethin, sing a lil somethin And roll
fifth, rubber grip, never hidden it's shown This is for dirt balm niggas wingworm babies who smell like piss in school Smoke wombs, rob and tote tools
station (man) If I was, still on that shit it woulda made me rob her Told her friends - DMX? Yeah that's my baby's father (uh-oh) Her lil' stomach is
lil kim to a lil qulity time a lil bumpin an grind a lil wine and dime a lil movie, a lil money, some time a lil dochi kanbe, cheri, lou vatin a lil