Wicked, Wicked, Wicked Lil Rob

What's up
I think I saw him standing over there just a minute ago
Who?
Lil' Rob, he's pretty bad on the mic you know

Lil' Rob, Lil' Rob
It's the wickie wicked

Putos step and trip, I rip em up from the heart to the brain
I remain the same, and I won't change
You can't stop this so stop this nonsense
People got this because they want this
Little cholo, oh no, Lil' Rob coming with my steelo ma
Lyrics are like the bullets out of a quette, time to reload
And make sure I never run out of ammunition til I finish my mission
Fix all the mistakes that these putos make, oh man grow up
Shutting doors in your face so that you can't blow up
Do you know who you're fucking with? Lil' Rob con gonega neta
Leva you can bet your butt I'm down
Little vatos follow as I lead the way
And I say no to the bottles that you need some day
Never fuck with the calm one, the one that likes to kick it
It's me the sly, the slick, the wickie wickie wickie wicked

Yea, that's the way to do it
It's the wickie wicked
Oh yea, that's the way to do it
It's the wickie wicked