[Lil Rob:]
Alright, yeah
Aye man

[Lil Rob - Chorus:]
I can't trust nobody
Gotta watch these foos
Cuz half these foos just wanna go and cause some shit
Never know just what they'll do
So I keep a .22 just in case right on my hip
It'll manage, good enough to do the damage
Keep it loaded just like a sonar with an extra click
So before I reach for that clip
All these vatos need to get a grip

[Lil Rob - Verse 1:]
These pinche vatos dont like me
Vato never met me
Vato likes to talk though
Roll him up like a taco
Do him gatcho
Homeboy what's the problema
Put you're name on this balas
Scratch you're namе off the leva
Fucking haters!
You don't likе me cuz my rap
Maybe cuz you can't put it down like this
Or like that and thats a fact
You got a long way to go
Before you fucking with me homes
S-A-N D-I-E-G-O
San Diego, city that I spit for
Puts it on the map ese what you talking shit for
Simon homey I'mma get more
Keep it bouncing like a Fleetwood against a '64
Don't try and double talk and flip the script
Fuck around and get your lip split real quick and shit
No need to hear that, I tilt my beer back
Until I'm spittin so hot so hot and it don't stop
[Lil Rob - Chorus:]
I can't trust nobody
Gotta watch these foos
Cuz half these foos just wanna go and cause some shit
Never know just what they'll do
So I keep a .22 just in case right on my hip
It'll manage, good enough to do the damage
Keep it loaded just like a sonar with an extra click
So before I reach for that clip
All these vatos need to get a grip

[Lil Rob - Verse 2:]
Vatos hasn't been out in a while
I hope he just forgets and gets out
Waits to long to come back
Gets left out
But that ain't happenin homeboy
It's time to stress out
Cuz I ain't going nowheres
Got a problem? We can step out
If there's anything I learned from a brawl
It's the bigger they are
The harder they fall
And the smaller they are
The faster they run
But I won't run
Win or loose a little blood on my shoes
A couple cuts on my fist
Handcuffs on my wrist
Just for putting it down
And getting em up
Just like this, yeah
Homey get sick like sida
Out on the calle
Living la vida loca
Where we get crazy on the daily
I remember being crazy even as a baby
I was chilling, afuture microphone villin
I would pick it up and spot on the mic
And call it a night
[Lil Rob - Chorus:]
I can't trust nobody
Gotta watch these foos
Cuz half these foos just wanna go and cause some shit
Never know just what they'll do
So I keep a .22 just in case right on my hip
It'll manage, good enough to do the damage
Keep it loaded just like a sonar with an extra click
So before I reach for that clip
All these vatos need to get a grip

[Lil Rob - Verse 3:]
Simon I used to know him
I don't know him no more
Yeah we kicked it
But I can't associate myself with bitches
Ratas or snakes
Phonies or fakes
One time is all it takes
There's no room for mistakes
Those are the brakes
I'm one of the greats
L-R the great 1-2-1-8
The one they hate
And I'll be spittin
Mic ripping until I can't no more
Giving all these silly suckas what they're asking for
[Lil Rob - Chorus:]
I can't trust nobody
Gotta watch these foos
Cuz half these foos just wanna go and cause some shit
Never know just what they'll do
So I keep a .22 just in case right on my hip
It'll manage, good enough to do the damage
Keep it loaded just like a sonar with an extra click
So before I reach for that clip
All these vatos need to get a grip