Lil' Rob - Mi Vida Loca (Cisco Kid Flow) Lyrics
(feat. Ese Daz of Spanish Fly)[Verse 1: Lil Rob]Mi vida loca, sitting low in my trokaMy 4-9 bomba, getting bombed off the motaOr what you call it, "reifo, " estoy prendidoLocked up in my own prison, man, I been torsidoMight be a flaco, but I pack a putasoThat's on my nickname, Lil Rob, my placasoI used to paint it like Picasso, pinche vatoAnd back when I was hollow, I'm still malo, ***** tomorrowHey, ***** tomorrow, holmesAnd the day that followsVeteran in the rap game, call me a veteranoYo soy ChicanoSpittin' caloI can put you in the right direction, but can't hold your manoThese pinche gangstas, cause they talkin' "Life's a gangsta"ButNext year's don't talk, cause, talkin' just ain't gangstaWhat[Lil Rob:]That's rightIt's ya homeboy, Ese Lil RobSan Diego, Califa, chrome boyPuttin' it down for the brown side of townThat's rightTwelve Eighteen[Ese Daz:] Let me do this for the Harbor Area, Rob[Lil Rob:]Doce Diez y OchoThat's right, we put it down, loco[Verse 2: Ese Daz]Orale, holmes, I'm sippin' on patronIt's Ese Daz, from the H.A., 3-1-0Rollin'Cruisin' to the barrioThe area that's scaring yaAnd you don't wanna goShow no mercyLike the veteranosWe still kick it, throw on the sly, slick and wickedAnd turn up the oldies a little higherAnd drive a little slower like the O.G. lowriderMi pluma tira sangreHistorias de las callesWar stories in the neighborhoodLittle locos up to no goodWe show no shame, put it down for the brownChicano style, representing it proudThat's what we doWhen we doYou don't like it, ***** you, tooTen years in the game, it's all the same***** the fameHad a nameI do it for the homies in the bombas, bumpin' tapesWey[Ese Daz:]What's up, Lil RobIt's only the beginning, homeboyA tip of the icebergGet ready'07'08'09But in 2010, I might just pull a ghost like the homie Ese Rich RockEh
