Hey what's happening?   It's your homeboy Lil' Rob   Back with some more shit   You know I cruise my low riders   But I just can't find nothing to cruise to you know?   What happen to the good music?   All that oldies shit   This one's going out to everybody low riding   And need something to cruise to wacha      All you vatos take note, Lil' Rob ain't no joke   So wacha, Jump in my six-three Impala   Put down the top as I pull to the stop   Drop, roll, never can be to low   Simon I got low riders, hundred spoke wires   White wall tires four pumps jumps it higher   Than anything you've ever seen   Fucking mean fucking clean      Can't drive too fast or swerving   Slipping and dipping, that's what we call it   That's what you do when you've got Hydraulics   I sea-saw it front back side to side pancake it   We don't fake ese we just take it   Don't try to jack it bullet holes in your jacket   From my semi-automatic   What you thought ese we ain't got no pride?   Get ready to learn how we ride on the Southside      I was brought up   (I was brought up)   In a small neighborhood   (In a small neighborhood)   Where I'm cruisin'   (Were I'm cruisin')   My lowride's looking good   (My lowride's looking good)      Said I was brought up   (I was brought up)   In a small neighborhood   (In a small neighborhood)   Where we go cruisin'   (Were we go cruisin')   And it's all to the good      Orale, check this out      Got a Bombita, 4'9 Troqita   C H E V R O L E T, you don't know?   Forty-five player for all my oldies   Forty-five double M for all them phonies   Gots corner windows and the three fifty   Pedal to the metal I can take off like quickly   Shit, I could smoke 'em like my pistola      Like a Lil' Rob Rola my Troqa's the bomba   Naw it ain't painted, homes it's just primer   Back with some thirteens and a sun visor   It still looks mean though, it still looks clean though   See it on the website I'm drinking with my primos   WWW dot Lil' Rob dot com, I can cruise all day   And cruise all night long from sun down till sun up   I'll cruise my troqa, I'm a lowrider, I told ya, I told ya      I was brought up   (I was brought up)   In a small neighborhood   (In a small neighborhood)   Where I'm cruisin'   (Were I'm cruisin')   My lowride's looking good   (My lowride's looking good)      Said I was brought up   (I was brought up)   In a small neighborhood   (In a small neighborhood)   Where we go cruisin'   (Were we go cruisin')   And it's all to the good      Simon      Got a big body, F-L-double E-T double U   Double O D 1993 caddy   Extended A-Arms 'cause homes I play hard   Hop my carucha hopping down the Boulevard   Bumping some zapp jams, oldies or rap jams   Ralphy Pagan, S.O.S. or some yap bands   I'm the outstanding that's why they can't stand me   Three wheel standing hopping with smooth landings      Four racks a four-ton the more bounce the more fun   Keeping drinks in my ride if you bring 'em in   Guaranteed to spill some   I won't stop till I catch my trunk up on fire   Keep on hopping till I pop a tire   Pass the wire, and let it be known   I'll pay the chrome bill before I pay the phone   And that's when you know, that you're a lowrider   Got pride in my ride everybody else just admires      I was brought up   (I was brought up)   In a small neighborhood   (In a small neighborhood)   Where I'm cruisin'   (Were I'm cruisin')   My lowride's looking good   (My lowride's looking good)      Said I was brought up   (I was brought up)   In a small neighborhood   (In a small neighborhood)   Where we go cruisin'   (Were we go cruisin')   And it's all to the good