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Brown Pride (feat. Lil Rob)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Brown Pride (feat. Lil Rob) was released on July 15, 2008 by Wicked Minds Entertainment as a part of the album Homies (feat. Lil Rob & Lil Blacky)

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AlbumHomies (feat. Lil Rob & Lil Blacky)

Release DateJuly 15, 2008

LabelWicked Minds Entertainment

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM108

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I see you mister Brown Pride, mister south side

Hitting the leño, rolling in your low ride

You claim to be a sureño, down for the brown and shit (you ain't down)

Don't get mad raza, I'm just telling you how it is

How it could be and how it should be

Like I said, if every brown was down

Then on top we would be (on top we would be)

'Cause Cuete really isn't rolling (I ain't rolling)

At the swap meets or where my CDs are sold

And yeska

So that's why I'm running up on you (motherfucker)

'Cause you don't support me

So now the guns on you

Doing what I gotta do

Anything to survive

You should've bought my CDs

Instead of passing them by (no, don't)

'Cause I was trying to do right

For all my browns around

When it came down to it

Most of my browns weren't down (weren't down)

So now I'm back, back to the lifе of the streets

So give me what you got 'causе my kids gotta eat

Angel and bam-bam

Hey homies

You claim you got the brown Pride

Well, let me ask you, who you bumping in your low ride?

Hey homies

You claim to ride for the south side

Well, let me ask you, who you bumping in your low ride?

You say you're down to break bread and provide

But really, have you ever bumped Latino rap in your low ride?

And you say that you're down

But you're not down for the brown

You're just down to stand around

Well, it's a shame that I reframe from my thoughts in the past (damn)

'Cause everything that I really wanted, never thought I could have

Left me there in this world, with only a pocket full of balas

Bust a gangsta movida, shank you vatos for your ranfla

Little car 'cause I'm an underground star

You'll only find my shit bumping, riding low on the boulevard

And all my brown pride gente, where you at? (Where you at?)

They don't wanna bump my shit, so now it's time to pull a jack

Gotta make that feria, steady hustling out the tierra

Serio Simón, still able to maintain my stamina

Where you at, leva?

You got caught at the back

Floating around at the river, that is where your body was found

No sounds, except for the clothes they pick on your ass

A real deal Holyfield should of known, you won't last

Criminal mentality

With no support for a thug

Go out like, who gives a fuck? 'Cause I get no love

Check this out, ey

Hey homeboy, you say you're down for your brown pride

Well, let me ask you, what you're bumping in your low ride?

Could it be somebody down with me?

Or could it be me the L-I-L-R-O-B

Watcha, I've had wicked times

Got shot in drive-bys

Down with Wicked Minds

We all got wicked rhymes

All down for brown pride

I'll never lose mine

Down with low riders

Find me cursing mine through the valley

Bumping Latino hip hop

It don't stop as long as I'm here

Holmes, it won't stop

Jaws drop, Lil Rob flows fucking loco

I drop lyrics, some rhymes that are so cold

Let's go, one-two-three, come go with me

See what I see

Making me flow like an icy

I see, so fucking cold that I'm spicy

Striking, nobody flowing quite like me (Simón)

Hey homies

You claim you got the brown Pride

Well, let me ask you, who you bumping in your low ride?

Hey homies

You claim to ride for the south side

Well, let me ask you, who you bumping in your low ride?

You say you're down to break bread and provide

But really, have you ever bumped Latino rap in your low ride?

And you say that you're down

But you're not down for the brown

You're just down to stand around

Hey homie, wipe that stupid ass look off your face

Don't support Latin rap, up goes the crime rate

Talking shit about Frost and Lighter Shade of Brown

You fucking fool, they the firsts ones to put it down

And what's up with that brown pride taca on your wrist?

You don't support your gente, you'd rather diss

You claim to be brown and proud and all of that

But the only color on your CD is black

Don't wanna buy my shit 'cause I'm Boricua, that's cool

But don't trip when I'm robbing your ass after school

You can't deny my shits blowing up in the calles

Get a nine to five next to this rap shit, chale

And my gente needs to go and get this wicked mind shit

'Cause until I'm paid, it's your house I'ma hit

The day all my sureños go and buy at least one

Guess what, ese?

Wicked Minds goes platinum

Hey homies

You claim you got the brown Pride

Well, let me ask you, who you bumping in your low ride?

Hey homies

You claim to ride for the south side

Well, let me ask you, who you bumping in your low ride?

You say you're down to break bread and provide

But really, have you ever bumped Latino rap in your low ride?

And you say that you're down

But you're not down for the brown

You're just down to stand around

You're just down to stand around ('round-'round-'round)

You're just down to stand around ('round-'round-'round)

You're just down to stand around ('round-'round-'round)

You're just down to stand around ('round-'round-'round)

Written by: Lil Rob, Wicked Minds

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