Do My Thing Lyrics - Crazy Life - Lil' Rob

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