Hey, what's up? It's the homie Lil' Rob
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Back to clear some shit up, you know
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People be stealing my shit
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And making money off it
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And you know who you are
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Hey, Mr. Postman?
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Do me a favor
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Deliver the letter
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The sooner the better
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Blew you vatos away, like a feather
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Familia Records, chale, whatever
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People don't know, and I'm not one to talk
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But I gots to clear my name, for the shit that you drop
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Little Rob "Still Smokin'" Homie, who the fuck you joking?
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Burning raza with my name, use you brain, your insane
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It's a shame and not a shay, to be a lame
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Are you raza? No! Then change what you claim
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Be proud of who you are, and not who you wanna be
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I don't wanna work with you!
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Why do you wanna work with me?
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I'm not your artist!
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So, forget it's on them
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If their not making you money
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And your broke it's on them
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But, to take the shit the way you did
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You remind me of a jealous little desperate kid
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No llores
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[Chorus:]
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No llores
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You wonder why I broke left
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If I woulda stayed
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I woulda left broke (simon)
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You wonder why I broke left (you wonder why)
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If I woulda stayed
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I woulda left broke (I woulda left broke)
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No llores
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You wonder why I broke left (you wonder why)
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If I woulda stayed
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I woulda left broke (simon)
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You wonder why I broke left (you wonder why)
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If I woulda stayed
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I woulda left broke (And that's no joke)
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The Truth
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| Lil' Rob |
