Still Smokin’ (Supermix Part 2)

Lyrics

[Lil' Rob] This is dedicated to the 619 These other vatos had theirs, but now it's my time To kick a beat, smooth, suavecito To all you fine Chicanas, Lil' Rob estoy mijito Thumping the oldies It's me Lil' Rob, and the Brown Crowd homies Turn up the volume, yeah, Natural High I smile for my friends and later on I'll cry For La Raza because we're killing off each other It's sad, (damn) there goes another But we don't need that cuz tonight is our night The Brown Crowd night and everything will be alright So get up a while, and do the Brown thing Let's cruise, no need to gangbang So get ready, dressed to impress Because you gotta make this night your very best Not just another night on the town It's the the Brown Crowd, Chicano we're proud And proud to be Brown So when you're cruising in your lowrider Let down the back and put the front a little higher And now you're rollin' in T.J. way Just be yourself holmes, no need to be fake Because everyone out here just having a good time Oh what a night in the 619 [Lil' Rob] Sup ese What's up ese... what you know me man? Simon I'm your best homey and you don't even know me [Lil' Rob] This vato came up and said "hey what's up holmes" I said "you know me?" he said "simon I'm your best homie You were born in September of 1975 You're already 20 I'm the reason why you're still alive I watch everything you do I've seen everything you've done I kept you out of jail because I told you when to run You packed a gun at the age of 13" This vato knows everything about me but this guy I've never seen So I said "what you mean?" and he said "follow me" I'm going crazy that's exactly what it's gotta be He said "let's fly" so we took to the sky He said "stop, look and listen pay attention Now if you have a question then ask" Oh by the way where you takin me? He said "stop, look and listen and you will see" Chorus: Listen hear what I'm saying Listen hear what I'm saying What's up I think I saw him standing over there just a minute ago Who? Lil' Rob, he's pretty bad on the mic you know? Lil' Rob... Lil' Rob... It's the Wicked, wicked [Lil' Rob] Puto's slip and trip I'll rip them open from the heart to the brain I'm already insane, and I won't change You can't stop this, so stop this nonsense People got this, because they want this So watch above this Little cholo, oh no Lil' Rob comin' with mi stilo My lyrics are like a bullet, out of a cuete It's time to reload (an reload) And make sure I never run out of ammunition Until I finish my mission, fix it All the mistakes that these puto's make Go and grow up, shuttin' door's in your face So that you can't blow up You know who your fuckin' with Lil' Rob con Coneta (neta) Leva you can bet cha bottle Del la hando puente can I follow as I lead the way And I'll say no to the bottles that you meet some day Never fuck with the calm one, the one who like's to kick it It's me the sly, the slick, the wicked wicked wicked wicked Yea, that's the way to do it It's the wickie wicked Oh yea, that's the way to do it It's the wickie wicked Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked) Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked) Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked) Wickie wickie wickie wicked (wicked)