What's up SC, it's your homeboy, get a ride, that's right, representin' the city, to the police, San Diego, Southern California, see where I'm from, that's rightS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, representado, humano, falo, mi familado, chicano, big yo, creased down with no wrinkles, bet you get them tingles when you listen to my singlesFijate, peloncito, un marihuanito, got one hand on my body and the other on my pistols, siempre listo, me fijo en todo, I'm one bad motherfucker, I'm outside of town, ese mi motoPero no me oyes, but I still enjoy this, little rock on dola, hookin' up this rola like a boba on the boulevardLosin' with the 45s, got my loaded 45s, still livin' this crazy lifeI lay low like a Chevrolet, Chevrolet, and I bust my rhymes in the club away, club away, and I've been many places, but it's not the same goalL-I-L-R-O-V-S-A-N-D-I-E-G-OS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoThough my town ain't what it used to be, it still means everything to meI used to have dreams to be, something is what it made of meNothin' like I used to see, drug deals every day, homieOverdoses, yeah, usually, but the streets were so damn good to mePaint the walls with graffiti, all about those actin' rough with meSo rough, so tough with me, picture who that's handcuffin' meThey never left me alone, just because I work it onAnd because of my contorn, * that, it's because I'm chingonAnd I tell it like it is, my chingon is the bestMy *'s bad, damn right it is, can't believe how tight it isLike B.B. Jenner from the biz, leavin' all your folks off-listKnowin' you can't * with this, say that you don't like my *You're * and now you're stuck with it, I know that you're poppin' itOn the download, you'll be lovin' it, I'm the baddest one, but I'm raggin' itCatch me on the street, but I'm baggin' itThis was for my city, where I learned my flowS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, San DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoSan DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoThat's where I'm fromS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoSan DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoSouthern CaliforniaAll the rest say stay down for the round, but don't let no one get you downDon't frown, ready for showdown, got my soul in Motown, poppin' in your townWho gots the flows now, who's runnin' the shows nowThe wicked, wicked little rob, little robWho gots it all under control now, vote nowIf you know what's good for you, what you're wonderin' about, those who like to talk awayIf you had intense at all, you'd follow your foolish prideHomie, you're markin' way right away, by the way, I fly awayFly awayBack to my * room, but my song for corner roomTrippin' out like I was on shrooms, I see balloons and colorful thingsEvil good or whatever it bringsSpread my wings and fly away again, little rob to San Diego againLet me know when you wanna play again, play againMaybe next year on the 5th of May again, May againBut until then, keep up with little rob year roundAnd I promise to give you a crystal clear sound of a MexicanBut it's time for me to go rest again, it's time for me to goBut I'll be back to flow, with no one my nameSan DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoSan DiegoThat's where I'm fromS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoThat's where I'm fromS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoSan DiegoS-A-N-D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O, San DiegoSouthern CaliforniaThat's rightThat's the way we do itSan DiegoSouthern CaliforniaYeah19041904That's rightSan DiegoSan Diego