| This is dedicated to the 619
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| These other vatos had theirs, and now it’s my time
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| No kick a beat, smooth suavecito
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| To all you fine Chicanas, Lil’Rob estoy mejito
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| Thumping the oldies
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| It’s me Lil’Rob, and the Brown Crowd homies
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| Turn up the volume, yah Natural High
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| I smile for my friends and later on I’ll cry
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| For La Raza because we’re killing off each other
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| It’s sad, damn there goes another
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| But we don’t need that cuz tonight is our night
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| The Brown Crowd night and everything will be alright
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| So get up the Crowd, and do the Brown thing
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| Let’s cruise, no need to gang-bang
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| So get ready, dressed to impress
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| Because you gotta make this night your very best
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| Not just another night on the town
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| It’s the Brown Crowd, Chicano and proud and proud to be Brown
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| So when you’re cruising in your lowrider
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| Let down the back and put the front a little higher
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| And now you’re rolling TJ ready
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| Just be yourself holmes, no need to be fake
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| Because everyone out here just having a good time
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| Oh what a night in the 619
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| .oh what a.
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| .oh what a.
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| .oh what a night.
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| It’s a nice night so I drop the top
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| Hynas tripping out when my 62 rocks
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| Pop the Proper Dos, simon Mexican Power
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| Everybody’s cruising about five miles per hour
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| Lift up the back, drop the front, the frame scrapes
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| Cars in a spark show because it had sprayed case
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| But saves que, is what I’m gonna do Don’t want to doubt finest, la la la means I love you
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| Cuz when you’re cruising with Rob you’re cruising to all the bad jams
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| I hit my switches up and then it slams
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| Up goes the front, the back drops down
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| Continental kicks, dipping the ground
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| All the hynas checking out the Brown Crowd
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| Because we got the Brown Crowd bumping loud
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| That’s when we see some fine ass hynas walking
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| So I pulled up to the curb and said Hey girl, you wanna jump in?
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| They said Yeah, so I said Orale
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| That’s for my homeboy Negro cuz es muy chate
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| I said Just jump in the ride
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| Cuz tonight’s oh what a night and things about to get live
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| Now cruising with the hynas but still cruising with the homies
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| Turn up the volume, still cruising with the oldies
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| Tonight belongs to me holmes, it’s mine
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| Oh what a night in the 61-bad-ass-9
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| .oh what a.
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| .oh what a.
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| .oh what a night.
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| Now there is no better way to end oh what a night
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| Then to kick it with some fine ass hynas that you like
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| And me being from Diego, take a word from the wise
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| All the hynas in the 619 are nothing but cuties pies
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| That’s when this hyna whispers in my ear
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| And tells me things that make me glad that I’m still here
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| Put on my Brown Crowd jacket so that I don’t freeze
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| Pop in the tape, The Best of The Tempries
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| Looking at this hyna, I’m gonna play my hunch
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| That’s when this hyna tells me that I beat her to the punch
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| Threw on Mary Wells cuz that’s the thing to do
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| I said I beat you to the punch cuz I’m the one who really loves you
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| The Brown Crowd gots game, I don’t mean to be bragging
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| Even though some hynas don’t like the pantalones sagging
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| I still seem to have fun
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| They call me stuborn cuz I won’t pull my pants up for no one
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| My ranfla’s getting hot, it’s time to rest my ride
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| So what are we to do? |
| I guess go watch the tide
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| So me and her are walking on the beach kicking up sand
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| That’s when she lets me know that she’s a Brown Crowd fan
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| Kicking out my plan, no longer willing
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| Cuz right now it’s all about time for confessing the feeling
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| Now what happens next, homeboy nevermind
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| Oh what a night in the 619
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| .oh what a.
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| .oh what a.
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| .oh what a night.
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| In the 619
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| Oh what a night |