Get A Grip - Lil Rob

Alright

Yeah

Aye man

I can’t trust nobody

Gotta watch these fools

Cuz half these fools 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

These pinche vatos don’t like me

Vato never met me

Vato likes to talk though

Roll him up like a taco

Do him gatcho

Homeboy whats the problema

Put you’re name on this balas

Scratch you’re name off Leva

Fucking haters

You’d don’t like 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

San Diego the city that I spit for

Puts it on the map ese what you talking shit for

Simon homey Imma get more

Keep it bouncing like a Fleetwood against a 64

We’ll try a double talk and flip the script

Fuck around and get your lip slip real quick an shit

No need to hear that

I tilt my beer back

Until I’m spittin so hot so hot and it don’t stop

I can’t trust nobody

Gotta watch these fools

Cuz half these fools 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

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 happened homeboy

It’s time to stress out

Cuz I ain’t going nowhere

You got a problem

We can step out

If there’s anything I learned from the 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 bruse on my fist

Handcuffs on my wrist

Just for putting it down

And getting em up

Just like this

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

A future microphone villain

I would pick it up

And spot on the mic

And call it a night

I can’t trust nobody

Gotta watch these fools

Cuz half these fools 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

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 breaks

I’m one of the greats

L-R the great 1218

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

I can’t trust nobody

Gotta watch these fools

Cuz half these fools 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