Latinos Unidos 9part. Lil Rob)

Trucks with issues, and narco ballads
Across the border of the United States
Corrupt pigs, bandit coyotes
Criminals caught, united Latinos

Rap raps with homies, moving the kilos
Boys and gangsters, rolling with the killers
Chicks and dealers, chilling real easy
Criminals caught, united Latinos

From afar they see
The bulls with drool, from afar they see caravans
From Juanatos to Los Angeles
Now the thugs are the ones collecting the boots
And the gangsters are the ones the cops chase
Just 'cause they smoke weed
Or just 'cause they roll in a crew
Or sometimes just 'cause they’re pissing off the cops
Bad streets are over here, tell me who will stop us
They took off with the stash, and a lot of weed nah
A lot, a lot, a lot of crazy, coke and dope
For a couple bucks, they'll give you any junk
But rap is back, the rebounds are back
It’s a slam dunk, in silence and those nicknames
Though it smells to me like it hurts you bastards
That today urban music is moved by the bald heads
From LA, PR, Venezuela, YRD
Chile, Paraguay, and Brazil, Colombia and Argentina dude
You hear a lot of Latin rap, C the killer
What the kid is bumping today, and what the grandpa and the neighbor
If it cost me a fortune, I’ll put in both my balls
We the best, the dog and the homie Lil Rob

Trucks with issues, and narco ballads
Across the border of the United States
Corrupt pigs, bandit coyotes
Criminals caught, united Latinos

Trucks with issues, and narco ballads
Across the border of the United States
Corrupt pigs, bandit coyotes
Criminals caught, united Latinos

I’m Lil Rob, from San Diego, California
When it comes to Hip Hop, make it pop like a gun
I don’t want trouble, watch out for the cops
'Cause they pull me over looking for, guns and drugs
Gun and coke, heroin and weed
But I’m just cruising in the ride with my girl
Living the crazy life, I know I look it
Cops are the good guys right, at least they’re crooked
I didn’t do nothing, but I held up and left the jail
'Cause I’m tired of going through all this bullshit
This always happens to me, this shit will never fail
Guilty till proven innocent, let the truth prevail
You think I wanna live my fucking life behind bars
I’d rather be outside when duty calls, make booty calls
You know what I mean, it’s kinda hard being Mexican
I’m never going back to the jailhouse
I had to bring the drugs here, it ain't my fault
How come I ain't got no love here, it ain't my fault
You already know, Lil Rob, Cali style
With my homeboy from Mexico, Mexico, C-Kan

Trucks with issues, and narco ballads
Across the border of the United States
Corrupt pigs, bandit coyotes
Criminals caught, united Latinos

Trucks with issues, and narco ballads
Across the border of the United States
Corrupt pigs, bandit coyotes
Criminals caught, united Latinos
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Classification C