Представляем точный текст композиции "Mexican Gangster" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Rob . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Mexican Gangster» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Rob передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Rob - "Mexican Gangster"
Lyrics to Mexican Gangster : ESE, CHOLO! [Lil Rob] Orale holmes, this is Lil Rob Comin after you from San Diego, Southern Califas Mexican gangster yeah thats the name of the jam And its to all those locos that like to gangbang Because I do it when I have to when its every fuckin week And always kickin it with my homies But could swear theyre always tweaking But the only drug I use is marijuana People tell me not to smoke it But Ill smoke it if I wanna Cause right now living in the fast lane So tell me whats wrong with smoking a little bit of Mary Jane And when I fight I fight mano a mano Por que si mon Im a down ass Chicano Ill say it again Im down for mine ese Or laugh at you if you need a shank over a cuete And then Ill call you a chavala As I rock over the jam in my 62 Impala And if you shoot you better kill Cause if you dont and you wont But then I will You wont rest in peace youll rest in pain Why, because my mind clicks To be insane in the brain Si mon Im fuckin bad to the bone And all I could say is dont fuck around holmes Cause Im a... {Chorus 2x} Mexican Gangster, (si mon) Mexican Gangster, (16 with a bullet) Mexican Gangster, (born with the ways) Mexican Gangster born with the badness Kickin that Cisco, smokin and tokin we heard a blast You shouldve seen how fast we jumped off of our ass We ran outside just to check out what it was Its a Mexicano thing I aint no Crip or Blood Dark in the garden so I couldnt see Though I looked to the light and I saw my Primo Laying there moaning; Thats all I hear But right now Lil Rob aint got time to shed a tear We picked him up, we took him home and called the ambulance Those vatos fucked up good Cause now theyre gambling with their lives And its about time they lose Never fuck with the vato in the Sureno blues To the Mexicana Madre, lets pull a drive-by So when we lose one, thats when they seem to lose about five But were not satisfied holmes until they all die So orale lets jump in my lowride Toma las llaves I threw em in the ignition Orale now were on another fuckin mission Turn on the radio on came the Rollas Homeboys in the back loading up the pistolas Orale theyre loaded Its time to do it I just got my drivers license cause Im 16 with a bullet Not alone, my homeboys in his Bomb And to you putos you wont last long See Im with my homies and all of them are packin You vatos fucked up now the shells will be stackin 16 With a bullet pero bad to the bone Dont fuck around holmes cause Im a... {Chorus} Now as were driving away I hear a youngster say "Yo Lil Rob let me blow that mothafucker away" I said "Chales, jump out the ride" He opened up the door and then he jumped outside he said "Orale", then "arrato" I said "Hey well be back little vato" So off we go to the other barrio Not cruising too fast were always cruising slow We saw somebody started running cause they took a glance They didnt have time to shit their pants Take a look over there, damn some fine hynas Too bad theyre playing dice throwing their signs at us But its alright Were looking for the fool who shot my Primo Cruisin slow and guess who we see so We crept up in the Bomba and took a look So Lil Rob said "Que onda" I said fuck it jumped out the bucked he had a bat So he swung and so I duck and I saw his face So I stuck it with a right left, right left I made him suffer holmes And then I put the nine milli to his backbone I said "Hey mothafucker dont breathe Cause right now Lil Rob really wants to see you bleed" I flipped him over put the gun between his eyes I said "You fucked up once and I hope thats what you realize, now how the fuck does it feel You played at your own risk and now you found out Im for real" Boom boom back in the raffla Im reminiscing With a tear in my eye cause its my raza that Im killing Looking at him dead in the face I shot him twice Now fuck that shit for sure will get 7-25 to life But fuck that shit its time to go home No longer cruising slow Im rushing to my canton Im thinking what my Primo wanted me to do You think hed want me to serve life for a punk or two Or even cry over him for a couple of days Damn raza weve got to change those evil ways Though soy chingon cabron Like Al Capone always holding my own Walking alone in the S-D anger zone Si mon bad to the bone Not the one to talk shit over the telephone And Sand Diego is the place where all my homeboys roam And all I could say is dont fuck around holmes Cause Im a... {Chorus 3x} Mexican Gangster -echoing gangster gangster gangster- [ Mexican Gangster Lyrics ]
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