This is Lil' Rob   Lil' Rob comin at you with my own style   You wanna know about me look me up in the gang file   And you will see just how I'm living   I didn't choose nothing because the choice wasn't given to   A little vato going a little fuckin loco   Was just out of hand, not poco   Because all these vatos talkin shit about a homey   When they don't even fuckin know me   They said they kicked my ass, they say I got shot   But when I heard that I started laughing on the spot   Cause what the fuck is that all bout   They say I'm dead so I had to put this tape out   To let these levas know they're all about bullshit   And that these vatos got to quit while they're ahead   Before they look stupid   You say you don't talk shit but I know you did   So you put a filero to my neck you fuckin LEVA   What the fuck's next? A cuete to my head did I cry?   I'm not afraid to die and when I do I die with Brown Pride   I got a pussy ass voice so you say   But you listen to it anyway   You say I can't rap but where the fuck are you   Just keep talking shit cause that's what little kids do   So remember this line for the first time   You do your thing holmes, but I'ma do mine   Now fuck that shit up      {Chorus)   "Doo Wah Ditty"      Lil' Rob not even puttin' in one hundred percent   But if I did you know that no one could get close   Because I'm the man with the most   Don't brag or boast but I'm a vato from the West Coast   Southern Califa's down for the Brown thing   And San Diego is the name of the city that I was brought up in   But the gang life I was caught up in   Started backin' little levas every weekend    Yeah I know I'm skinny but I ain't down for the tweakin'   Go off smoke marijuana; si mon the Mary Jane   God damn but I don't use God's name in vain   So I take that back ese con respecto   Cause I got respect, something you'll never get though   A little vato now seventeen with a glock   I got my finger on the trigger, not afraid to pull it ese   So don't tempt the man behind the gun   Because this vato might have you on the run   And at the same time cryin, shoot down your legs   but holmes is still tryin to get away   But hell ya gotta pay   Pump the fucker back and let the shotgun spray   Until you lie there dead   Just for talkin shit you got a bullet in your head   So if you persist to go on with the shit talkin   You best keep walking cause this vato's gonna be stalking your ass   Harassing it more than the hura   Or maybe not the hura pero homey keep trucha   Or better yet just don't fuck around ese   Cause I don't like killing off the Brown ese   So remember this line for the second time   You do your thing holmes but I'ma do mine