| Song | Soy Chingon |
| Artist | Lil Rob |
| Album | Crazy Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Royal T | |
| {phone rings} | |
| [Beavis] | |
| Uh.. hello? | |
| Who? | |
| Damnit, for the last time | |
| There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up phone} | |
| [Sir Crown] | |
| Ey holmes throw on some ****in oldies ese | |
| [Lil' Rob] | |
| Orale let me trip on this 45 then ese | |
| Watcha.. ora.. | |
| [Verse 1: Lil' Rob] | |
| Simon I'm ready ese, estoy listo | |
| Si out of marijuana, say pass to the pisto | |
| Cuz I don't need to get drunk off my ass | |
| I just need a little high that's gonna last | |
| Jump off the ranfla, kick back on the curb | |
| Light up a toke, smoke up all the herb | |
| Smoke three move to the five then to the seven | |
| Ran out of zig-zags so back to 7-11 we go | |
| No need to buy 'em we'll just leave 'em | |
| Homie said he'd call the police, I didn't believe him | |
| Walked out the store with an attitude | |
| Started capping, then started laughing | |
| Then let me tell you what happened | |
| Went back to the hood rolled up some endo | |
| Putos rollin' through my barrio, I broke their window | |
| Shank their ****in tires now they can't leave | |
| And now it's about time for three sold guys to bleed | |
| Pulled 'em out the ranfla and we ****ed them up | |
| Took 'em to the canton and we tagged them up | |
| Put the big "BC" on their foreheads | |
| We want the vatos alive we don't want 'em dead | |
| We want em walking around to show that the Brown Crowd was there | |
| And did that shit without a care | |
| In the world cause they're nothing but little girls | |
| Damn I shoulda pulled it cause they deserved the bullet | |
| Put the cuete to their temple | |
| Then pulled the ****in trigger cause it's so ****in simple | |
| [Hook] | |
| Just like my lyrics I'm kickin back when I say 'em | |
| I don't yell at putos ey I'm kickin back when I spray them | |
| ****in leva | |
| Cause if you **** with me | |
| I **** with you twice as hard LEVA | |
| Yeah, soy chingon | |
| [Verse 2: Lil' Rob] | |
| Some vatos walked up and asked if I gangbang | |
| I said I used to | |
| But then I had to pull out the fusca | |
| This vato's from the wrong hood | |
| And now they think they got Lil' Rob good | |
| But **** it, I had to blast the puto between the eyes | |
| And now I sit here laughing as his homeboy cries | |
| But what the ****, I did what had to be done | |
| I can't let one go so I have to kill both of them | |
| I don't give a shit, I'll do it real quick | |
| But sabes que, ese it's time for me to split | |
| It's time to leave the ****in premises | |
| Cause I don't need a witness | |
| So I leave with the slickness and quickness | |
| Take homeboy's hyna then pulled the corner | |
| Jumped in the backseat and you know she let me bone her | |
| She's looking fine do you know what I mean | |
| I made her scream | |
| I said stick with me and you'll become a brown queen | |
| Because you never deserved a ranker | |
| You need a vato like me the Mexican Gangster | |
| But what if this firme hyna points the dedo | |
| I'm tellin this sweet stuff pero it's puro pedo | |
| Because you gotta know I'm smarter than that | |
| This hyna wasn't even crying as she saw her vato dying | |
| Now when I'm with her I hear the jura's drive by | |
| Going to the site where I left those fools to die | |
| Now who did it nobody has a clue | |
| And without the murder weapon what's the hura gonna do | |
| Aw shit, what if this bitch pulls rat | |
| So I grab my shotgun and I pump the ****er back | |
| Just in case, but the bitch wasn't knowin | |
| Cause I was still going, had the hyna moaning and groaning | |
| She got nasty, opened her mouth with a grin | |
| Can't let a good thing go to waste | |
| So I stuck my dick in | |
| And I was goin, she was goin and then I started cumming | |
| Replaced my dick with the shotgun | |
| And you know I started gunning | |
| In my eyes I didn't do nothing wrong | |
| Do what I do to survive so you know it's on | |
| Y Sabes que no one's ever gonna catch me | |
| Cause I'm too sly, too slick, too W-I-C-K-E-D | |
| Left the place without a trace | |
| And I didn't care holmes | |
| So there it is there holmes | |
| [Hook] | |
| Just like my lyrics I'm kickin back when I say 'em | |
| I don't yell at putos ey I'm kickin back when I spray them | |
| Yeah, and if the payback ain't quick | |
| You best believe the pain is gonna stick leva | |
| Soy chingon, soy chingon cabron | |
| Like Al Capone always holding my own |
| zuo qu : Royal T | |
| phone rings | |
| Beavis | |
| Uh.. hello? | |
| Who? | |
| Damnit, for the last time | |
| There aren' t any Mexicans here hangs up phone | |
| Sir Crown | |
| Ey holmes throw on some in oldies ese | |
| Lil' Rob | |
| Orale let me trip on this 45 then ese | |
| Watcha.. ora.. | |
| Verse 1: Lil' Rob | |
| Simon I' m ready ese, estoy listo | |
| Si out of marijuana, say pass to the pisto | |
| Cuz I don' t need to get drunk off my ass | |
| I just need a little high that' s gonna last | |
| Jump off the ranfla, kick back on the curb | |
| Light up a toke, smoke up all the herb | |
| Smoke three move to the five then to the seven | |
| Ran out of zigzags so back to 711 we go | |
| No need to buy ' em we' ll just leave ' em | |
| Homie said he' d call the police, I didn' t believe him | |
| Walked out the store with an attitude | |
| Started capping, then started laughing | |
| Then let me tell you what happened | |
| Went back to the hood rolled up some endo | |
| Putos rollin' through my barrio, I broke their window | |
| Shank their in tires now they can' t leave | |
| And now it' s about time for three sold guys to bleed | |
| Pulled ' em out the ranfla and we ed them up | |
| Took ' em to the canton and we tagged them up | |
| Put the big " BC" on their foreheads | |
| We want the vatos alive we don' t want ' em dead | |
| We want em walking around to show that the Brown Crowd was there | |
| And did that shit without a care | |
| In the world cause they' re nothing but little girls | |
| Damn I shoulda pulled it cause they deserved the bullet | |
| Put the cuete to their temple | |
| Then pulled the in trigger cause it' s so in simple | |
| Hook | |
| Just like my lyrics I' m kickin back when I say ' em | |
| I don' t yell at putos ey I' m kickin back when I spray them | |
| in leva | |
| Cause if you with me | |
| I with you twice as hard LEVA | |
| Yeah, soy chingon | |
| Verse 2: Lil' Rob | |
| Some vatos walked up and asked if I gangbang | |
| I said I used to | |
| But then I had to pull out the fusca | |
| This vato' s from the wrong hood | |
| And now they think they got Lil' Rob good | |
| But it, I had to blast the puto between the eyes | |
| And now I sit here laughing as his homeboy cries | |
| But what the , I did what had to be done | |
| I can' t let one go so I have to kill both of them | |
| I don' t give a shit, I' ll do it real quick | |
| But sabes que, ese it' s time for me to split | |
| It' s time to leave the in premises | |
| Cause I don' t need a witness | |
| So I leave with the slickness and quickness | |
| Take homeboy' s hyna then pulled the corner | |
| Jumped in the backseat and you know she let me bone her | |
| She' s looking fine do you know what I mean | |
| I made her scream | |
| I said stick with me and you' ll become a brown queen | |
| Because you never deserved a ranker | |
| You need a vato like me the Mexican Gangster | |
| But what if this firme hyna points the dedo | |
| I' m tellin this sweet stuff pero it' s puro pedo | |
| Because you gotta know I' m smarter than that | |
| This hyna wasn' t even crying as she saw her vato dying | |
| Now when I' m with her I hear the jura' s drive by | |
| Going to the site where I left those fools to die | |
| Now who did it nobody has a clue | |
| And without the murder weapon what' s the hura gonna do | |
| Aw shit, what if this bitch pulls rat | |
| So I grab my shotgun and I pump the er back | |
| Just in case, but the bitch wasn' t knowin | |
| Cause I was still going, had the hyna moaning and groaning | |
| She got nasty, opened her mouth with a grin | |
| Can' t let a good thing go to waste | |
| So I stuck my dick in | |
| And I was goin, she was goin and then I started cumming | |
| Replaced my dick with the shotgun | |
| And you know I started gunning | |
| In my eyes I didn' t do nothing wrong | |
| Do what I do to survive so you know it' s on | |
| Y Sabes que no one' s ever gonna catch me | |
| Cause I' m too sly, too slick, too WICKED | |
| Left the place without a trace | |
| And I didn' t care holmes | |
| So there it is there holmes | |
| Hook | |
| Just like my lyrics I' m kickin back when I say ' em | |
| I don' t yell at putos ey I' m kickin back when I spray them | |
| Yeah, and if the payback ain' t quick | |
| You best believe the pain is gonna stick leva | |
| Soy chingon, soy chingon cabron | |
| Like Al Capone always holding my own |
| zuò qǔ : Royal T | |
| phone rings | |
| Beavis | |
| Uh.. hello? | |
| Who? | |
| Damnit, for the last time | |
| There aren' t any Mexicans here hangs up phone | |
| Sir Crown | |
| Ey holmes throw on some in oldies ese | |
| Lil' Rob | |
| Orale let me trip on this 45 then ese | |
| Watcha.. ora.. | |
| Verse 1: Lil' Rob | |
| Simon I' m ready ese, estoy listo | |
| Si out of marijuana, say pass to the pisto | |
| Cuz I don' t need to get drunk off my ass | |
| I just need a little high that' s gonna last | |
| Jump off the ranfla, kick back on the curb | |
| Light up a toke, smoke up all the herb | |
| Smoke three move to the five then to the seven | |
| Ran out of zigzags so back to 711 we go | |
| No need to buy ' em we' ll just leave ' em | |
| Homie said he' d call the police, I didn' t believe him | |
| Walked out the store with an attitude | |
| Started capping, then started laughing | |
| Then let me tell you what happened | |
| Went back to the hood rolled up some endo | |
| Putos rollin' through my barrio, I broke their window | |
| Shank their in tires now they can' t leave | |
| And now it' s about time for three sold guys to bleed | |
| Pulled ' em out the ranfla and we ed them up | |
| Took ' em to the canton and we tagged them up | |
| Put the big " BC" on their foreheads | |
| We want the vatos alive we don' t want ' em dead | |
| We want em walking around to show that the Brown Crowd was there | |
| And did that shit without a care | |
| In the world cause they' re nothing but little girls | |
| Damn I shoulda pulled it cause they deserved the bullet | |
| Put the cuete to their temple | |
| Then pulled the in trigger cause it' s so in simple | |
| Hook | |
| Just like my lyrics I' m kickin back when I say ' em | |
| I don' t yell at putos ey I' m kickin back when I spray them | |
| in leva | |
| Cause if you with me | |
| I with you twice as hard LEVA | |
| Yeah, soy chingon | |
| Verse 2: Lil' Rob | |
| Some vatos walked up and asked if I gangbang | |
| I said I used to | |
| But then I had to pull out the fusca | |
| This vato' s from the wrong hood | |
| And now they think they got Lil' Rob good | |
| But it, I had to blast the puto between the eyes | |
| And now I sit here laughing as his homeboy cries | |
| But what the , I did what had to be done | |
| I can' t let one go so I have to kill both of them | |
| I don' t give a shit, I' ll do it real quick | |
| But sabes que, ese it' s time for me to split | |
| It' s time to leave the in premises | |
| Cause I don' t need a witness | |
| So I leave with the slickness and quickness | |
| Take homeboy' s hyna then pulled the corner | |
| Jumped in the backseat and you know she let me bone her | |
| She' s looking fine do you know what I mean | |
| I made her scream | |
| I said stick with me and you' ll become a brown queen | |
| Because you never deserved a ranker | |
| You need a vato like me the Mexican Gangster | |
| But what if this firme hyna points the dedo | |
| I' m tellin this sweet stuff pero it' s puro pedo | |
| Because you gotta know I' m smarter than that | |
| This hyna wasn' t even crying as she saw her vato dying | |
| Now when I' m with her I hear the jura' s drive by | |
| Going to the site where I left those fools to die | |
| Now who did it nobody has a clue | |
| And without the murder weapon what' s the hura gonna do | |
| Aw shit, what if this bitch pulls rat | |
| So I grab my shotgun and I pump the er back | |
| Just in case, but the bitch wasn' t knowin | |
| Cause I was still going, had the hyna moaning and groaning | |
| She got nasty, opened her mouth with a grin | |
| Can' t let a good thing go to waste | |
| So I stuck my dick in | |
| And I was goin, she was goin and then I started cumming | |
| Replaced my dick with the shotgun | |
| And you know I started gunning | |
| In my eyes I didn' t do nothing wrong | |
| Do what I do to survive so you know it' s on | |
| Y Sabes que no one' s ever gonna catch me | |
| Cause I' m too sly, too slick, too WICKED | |
| Left the place without a trace | |
| And I didn' t care holmes | |
| So there it is there holmes | |
| Hook | |
| Just like my lyrics I' m kickin back when I say ' em | |
| I don' t yell at putos ey I' m kickin back when I spray them | |
| Yeah, and if the payback ain' t quick | |
| You best believe the pain is gonna stick leva | |
| Soy chingon, soy chingon cabron | |
| Like Al Capone always holding my own |