ฟังเพลงSureno Blues

Sureno Blues - Lil Rob

Ponle

I jump in my 1963

Chevrolet

Watch it lay orale

On the floor

En el suelo

Lifts me off the ground just like a le que no

Simon

Packs much power just like mi cuete

Trece cuarenta y siete

You're all up in my mix ese

Ya vete

Before you get sliced

And diced with the machete

No te mesa no se que

No te importa nota

Pinche leva

Meet me wherever

Whenever's clever

Ponle homey

Turn up the system

I got the sureno blues rhythm

Ain't nothing quite like it I like it

Something to bump to get drunk to

I'm down for smoking

And drinking

And deep thinking

Deep conversations

Gets me in like invitations

Imitations everywhere like a

Dayton without a stamp

But my sh*t's so tight

When it comes out the speakers

It gives you ear cramps

Perhaps you've met me

Perhaps you've never had the pleasure

It never rains in sunny

Southern

California homeboy

Never

Ever 'cross the wrong homeboy's path

And expect to get the last laugh

Nuh huh not here

You talk sh*t about me

But you refuse to look

At yourself in the mirror

Peek a boo disappear

Don't nobody want you here

Suprised I'm revived

Resurrected from this overdose of thoughts

Making my ears ring like gunshots

F**k love it's all about the feria

That's what makes this world go round

You try not to believe that

But that's the only feedback

I get from living life my way

Not a surfer but

I used to ride the crime waves

Used to live life sideways

Wicked slick and sly ways

Driving thirty down the highways

And I still can't wait for

Fridays

Hey homeboy

What's up

Haven't you heard the news

What's that

Lil' rob got a brand new

Sound ese called the

Sureno blues baby

And this is how it gets down

On the brownside of town

Southern

Califas style homeboy check it out

Simon

Now when

I slip

I dip

And hit my switch

Three pumps to the front

The front

And hop

The '63 down the calle

Yeah

Drop it to the floor

And watch it

Spark the f**k up

Ponle

Drop the top watch the cops

Time to go keep it slow

Cuz everybody knows

It's not hard to spot a pelon

Cruising an old chevy convertible

It's incredible

Serious serio all in your stereo

Keep it original imagine the video

Godd**n that'd be bomb

Everybody begging me

To make my song three hours long

Bubble up like a bong

It shouldn't belong

While the rest of

You vatos keep talking

Sh*t about each other

Going back and forth

Like ping pong now that's wrong

Say you're gonna do it

Then do it

Say you're gonna pull it

Then pull it

Got a point to prove ese then prove it

What you waiting for homeboy

You ain't sh*t

And I f**king knew it

Walk down to the old liquor store

To grab me a bottle

Of that old funky wine

That's right

I'm gonna drink it

All by myself

Ain't nobody's business

But mine

Whew

Catch me drinking funky wine

Down by the riverside

South

Watch your f**king mouth

Or you'll be floating up the river

Pescados having you for dinner

Claiming that you're badder

'Cuz you're bigger

Homeboy how the f**k you figure

I'm chopped down trees

And brought bigger enemies to their knees

So please

Please

Please

Get gone with the breeze

Or gone with the wind

Whichever one comes in

You remind me of the

Wizard of oz and

That vato made of tin

No heart don't start

Something you can't finish

'Cuz when it comes down

To it I'm gonna mean business

And I'm in it to win it

And you best believe

I'll kill it

And I'll witness your quickness

To your own f**king finish ese

Ponle

Haha

Sureno blues

Sureno blues

That's right

Simon ese

Homey get down

Get down

Haha

Sureno blues is

All about ese que no

That's right

Haha

Sureno

That's my sureno blues

Get down ese get down

Get down homey

Haha

Yeah

That's right

Whew

That's my

Sureno blues

That's my

Sureno blues

That's my

Sureno blues

That's my

Sureno blues

That's my

Sureno blues

That's my

Sureno blues

That's my

Sureno blues

That's my

Sureno blues

Haha

That's right

Oh yeah

This is my

Sureno blues