City That Everyone Knows

I'm from the city that everyone knows

All clean creased up on my clothes

Hit the street and hop the low low

Even got hydraulics on the Limo

I'm from the city that everyone knows

All clean creased up on my clothes

Hit the street and hop the low low

Got my baby waiting in the limo

It's all real to me homes don't need to make shit up

I don't kick it with you vatos cause you fake the funk

You never once had my back your just some fucking punks

Why sit and why ask and wonder who to trust

When the answer's so obvious

It's no one it's no fun

Putos talking shit and they just go on and go on and so on

I'm giving you something to go on

I got myself an Oldie CD I want to throw one

Mix it with some hip-hop making sure its tip top

Shape for your rafla bumping like you want to

Add some Mexican rap to your collection

Imagine hoppin your ride

Bumpin this in an intersection

Interesting ain't that what us Mexicans do?

We can put it down too it's 2002

I guarantee you'll see me in 2003

In a 2004, fucking slammed on the floor

It's time I pick up the pieces, get sick like diseases

Don't you understand I don't want to be like he is

I mean it, I can only call it how I see it

See it then I call it, drink like Alcoholics

Only drop the bomb shit, only smoking chronic

Let me make a phone call if I don't already got it

Now watch this, Wacha I'm on the deadline

What can we give this fucking guy so he can write some rhymes

A bag of yerba, six pack of cerveza

But most important of all homes it's the feria

I need some kind of motivation dog

It's not enough just having people hating Lil' Rob

I'm here to... Open your eyes and make you all see

Chicano rap is also rap so why are they labeling me

Hating on me I deserve some fucking radio play

Any time of the day not just once a week one time on Sunday (you know)

Pull out some lyrics I had folded in my pocket

Hold it up in front of the mic then I rock it, can't stop it

Every car I own I have to drop it

Fix it up, switch it up that way I can lift it up over speed bumps

I need bumps, bumping out some oldies

Cruise around go and place some horseshoes with the homies

Have a couple cheves, chillin by my Chevy

Gonna grab another beer is anybody ready

I don't got a bottle opner, I gotta use my lighter

Always got a lighter cause I always use the fire

To light the leño, I got a, bicentennial

Order up some home grown, shit gets me stoned homes

Go a little loco, feelin like a tonto

That's when you know that it's almost time to go home

And get ready for the night time

Cause Ray Charles said it best, night time is the right time