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 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 si mon 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
Si mon 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, (si mon)
Mexican Gangster, (16 with a bullet)
Mexican Gangster, (born with the ways)
Mexican Gangster born with the badness
Kickin that Cisco, smokin and tokin we heard a blast
You should`ve seen how fast we jumped off of our ass
We ran outside just to check out what it was
It`s a Mexicano thing
I ain`t no Crip or Blood
Dark in the garden so I couldn`t see
Though I looked to the light and I saw my Primo
Laying there moaning; That`s all I hear
But right now Lil` Rob ain`t got time to shed a tear
We picked him up, we took him home and called the ambulance
Those vatos fucked up good
Cause now they`re gambling with their lives
And it`s about time they lose
Never fuck with the vato in the Sureno blues
To the Mexicana Madre, let`s pull a drive-by
So when we lose one, that`s when they seem to lose about five
But we`re not satisfied holmes until they all die
So orale let`s jump in my lowride
Toma las llaves I threw `em in the ignition
Orale now we`re on another fuckin mission
Turn on the radio on came the Rollas
Homeboys in the back loading up the pistolas
Orale they`re loaded
It`s time to do it
I just got my drivers license cause I`m 16 with a bullet
Not alone, my homeboy`s in his Bomb
And to you puto`s you won`t last long
See I`m with my homies and all of them are packin
You vatos fucked up now the shells will be stackin
16 With a bullet pero bad to the bone
Don`t fuck around holmes cause I`m a...
{Chorus}
Now as we`re driving away I hear a youngster say
Yo Lil` Rob let me blow that mothafucker away
I said Chales, jump out the ride
He opened up the door and then he jumped outside
he said Orale, then arrato
I said Hey we`ll be back little vato
So off we go to the other barrio
Not cruising too fast we`re always cruising slow
We saw somebody started running cause they took a glance
They didn`t have time to shit their pants
Take a look over there, damn some fine hynas
Too bad they`re playing dice throwing their signs at us
But it`s alright
We`re looking for the fool who shot my Primo
Cruisin slow and guess who we see so
We crept up in the Bomba and took a look
So Lil` Rob said Que onda
I said fuck it jumped out the bucked he had a bat
So he swung and so I duck and I saw his face
So I stuck it with a right left, right left
I made him suffer holmes
And then I put the nine milli to his backbone
I said Hey mothafucker don`t breathe
Cause right now Lil` Rob really wants to see you bleed
I flipped him over put the gun between his eyes
I said You fucked up once and I hope
that`s what you realize, now how the fuck does it feel
You played at your own risk and now you found out I`m for real
Boom boom back in the raffla I`m reminiscing
With a tear in my eye cause it`s my raza that I`m killing
Looking at him dead in the face I shot him twice
Now fuck that shit for sure will get 7-25 to life
But fuck that shit it`s time to go home
No longer cruising slow I`m rushing to my canton
I`m thinking what my Primo wanted me to do
You think he`d want me to serve life for a punk or two
Or even cry over him for a couple of days
Damn raza we`ve got to change those evil ways
Though soy chingon cabron
Like Al Capone always holding my own
Walking alone in the S-D anger zone
Si mon bad to the bone
Not the one to talk shit over the telephone
And Sand Diego is the place where all my homeboy`s roam
And all I could say is don`t fuck around holmes
Cause I`m a...
{Chorus 3x}
Mexican Gangster -echoing gangster gangster gangster-
