Ey, what’s up esé!
It’s Lil’ Rob!
Yogi, Frank. V and Royal-T
Spanish Fly and Silencer
Dropping the f#cking bombs on your #ss esé
sh#t you can’t f#ck with, huh
Ponlé, this is how it’s doe
Low Profile number one, homie!
I kick back on the squeeze of Southern Cali
Bottle in my hand spray painting up the alley
Tend to f#ck it up on a Friday night
Wake everybody up f#ck a silent night
Violent night’s on the streets of San Diego
No need to say no
More homie lay low
I come and grasp it, blasting, laughing
You’re gasping for air
You’re reaching for something but nothing’s there f#cking leva!
You don’t wanna f#ck with us!
Low Pro it’s the año
All up in your barrio
You don’t wanna f#ck with us!
So rough so tough that we’re bound to bust
You don’t wanna f#ck with us!
I got a homie in the valley with a AK on standby
You don’t wanna f#ck with us!
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Vеrse: 3 ?
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