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Lil Rob » Brought Up In Small Neighborhood
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	(Lil' Rob:) Hey what's happening? It's your homeboy Lil' Rob Back with some more shit You know I cruise my lowriders I just can't find nothin' to cruise to, you know? What happened to the good music? All that oldies shit This ones going out to everybody low riding Who need something to cruise to WATCHA (Lil' Rob:) All you vatos take note, Lil' Rob ain't no joke So watcha jump in my 6-3 impala Put down the top as I pull to the stop Drop, roll never can be too low Simon I got lowriders hundred spoke wires White wall tires four pumps jumps it higher Than you've ever seen Fucking mean, fucking clean Can't drive too fast or swerving Slipping and dipping that's what we call it That's what you do when you've got hydraulics I sea-saw it front back side to side pancake it We don't fake it ese we just take it Don't try to jack it bullet holes in your jacket From my semi-automatic What you thought ese, we ain't got no pride? Get ready to learn how we ride on the Southside (Chorus:) I was brought up(I was brought up) In a small neighborhood(In a small neighborhood) Where I'm cruisin(Where I'm cruisin And you know I look good(So damn good) I said I was brought up(I said I was brought up) In a small neighborhood(In a small neighborhood) Where we go cruisin(Where we go cruisin) And it's all to look good, Orale check this out (Lil' Rob:) Got a Bombita 4'9 trokita C-H-E-V-R-O-L-E-T- you don't know? Forty-five player for all my oldies Forty-five double L for all them phonies Gots corner windows and a three-fifty Pedal to the medal watch me take off like quickly Shit I could smoke em like my pistola Like a Lil' Rob Rola my troka's the bomba Na it ain't painted homes it's just primered Black with some 13's and a sun visor It still looks mean though it still looks clean though See it on the website I'm drinking with my primo WWW-dot- Lil' Rob dot com I can cruise all day And cruise all night long from sun down til sun up I'll cruise my troka, I'm a low rider, I told ya, I told ya (Chorus) (Lil' Rob:) Got a big body F-L-double E-T-W-double-O-D 1993 CADDY Extended A-arm cause homes I play hard Hop my carrucha up and down the boulevard Bumping some zap jams, oldies or rap jams,Ralfi Pagan S.O.S or some gap band I'm the outstanding that's why they can't stand me 3-Wheel standing hopping with smooth landings Fool racks a four-ton the more bounce the more fun Keeping drinks in my ride if you bring em in Guarantee to spill some I won't stop til I catch my Trunk up on fire keep on hopping til I pop a tire Pass the wire and let it be known I'll pay the chrome Before I pay the phone, and that's when you know You're a low rider, got pride in my ride Everybody else just admires (Chorus)
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