D.J. Sir Crown - Do My Thing lyrics

[Verse 1: 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 f**in loco Was just out of hand, not poco Because all these vatos talkin sh** about a homie When they don't even f**in know me They said they kicked my a**, they say I got shot But when I heard that I started laughing on the spot Cause what the f** 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 bullsh** And that these vatos got to quit while they're ahead Before they look stupid You say you don't talk sh** but I know you did So you put a filero to my neck you f**in LEVA What the f**'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 p**y a** voice so you say But you listen to it anyway You say I can't rap but where the f** are you Just keep talking sh** 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 f** that sh** up [Chorus] "Doo Wah Ditty" [Verse 2: Lil' Rob] 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; simon 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 f**er back and let the shotgun spray Until you lie there dead Just for talkin sh** you got a bullet in your head So if you persist to go on with the sh** talkin You best keep walking cause this vato's gonna be stalking your a** Hara**ing it more than the jura Or maybe not the jura pero homey keep trucha Or better yet just don't f** around ese Cause I don't like k**ing off the Brown ese So remember this line for the second time You do your thing holmes but I'ma do mine [Chorus]