You Ain't The Homie No More lyrics
(Verse one)
You aint got enough bullets to see me bleed
you fire up the crowd then 3 miss me
you wanna diss my varrio homie think agaian
street life you get laced with lead
i cracked your ribs cause you wore a vest
your mind got blown
when you stepped in the zone Alcapone
ese was my mentor
so i check m************ from the back to the center
conejo ese gang affiliated
vatos hesitated so they got decapitated
slapped like a b**** to make it clear
im that vato slamming gangs smokin primos in the rear
thats real, eternal tatto tears
im a bird of pray that hunts the fear
ese gotta go fast not slow
im a dead man walking when i take a stroll
(Chorus)
I remember you homie from back in the day
Switched sides with the law you walked I stayed
Now I'm out on the calles here to get my issue
I'ma catch you slippin and I'ma pistol wip you
I remember you homie from back in the day
When your a** turned snitch like a b**** you fled
Five years later back to settle the score
Automatic up your a**, you ain't the homie no more
[Verse Two]
You won't stand a chance against this west los ganga
enemigas break it down because they get no chansa
Damm homie, these vatos they don't know me
Let's ride baby boy cause I heard they're coming for me
Serio I get critical with mines
So I down m************ to the day that I die
Tonite I said tonite is the night
I get busy with my strap bury bodies tonite
My shade is brown, Toxtli get down
I make three wishes, my first is a pound
The second a key, the third is ten g's
I buy weapons with my feria so I spray these fleas
Rest in p*** what kind of war is this
Rattle snakes they hiss flying bullets never miss
Perro, it's gotta be like that
Your a** f***** up you get robbed and stabbed.
(Chorus)
[Verse Three]
Heroin kicks in relieves the tension
Wicked women come in relieve the tension
These broads want c**e so I call the connection
There's a price they gotta pay for the f***** attention
That's right homegirl ain't nada for free
It's not like you're my righteous or my wife to be
Your man's a punk I'm eternal I'm a rider
L.A. county jail to the joint I'm a southsider
(Chorus)
(Verse one)
You aint got enough bullets to see me bleed
you fire up the crowd then 3 miss me
you wanna diss my varrio homie think agaian
street life you get laced with lead
i cracked your ribs cause you wore a vest
your mind got blown
when you stepped in the zone Alcapone
ese was my mentor
so i check m************ from the back to the center
conejo ese gang affiliated
vatos hesitated so they got decapitated
slapped like a b**** to make it clear
im that vato slamming gangs smokin primos in the rear
thats real, eternal tatto tears
im a bird of pray that hunts the fear
ese gotta go fast not slow
im a dead man walking when i take a stroll
(Chorus)
I remember you homie from back in the day
Switched sides with the law you walked I stayed
Now I'm out on the calles here to get my issue
I'ma catch you slippin and I'ma pistol wip you
I remember you homie from back in the day
When your a** turned snitch like a b**** you fled
Five years later back to settle the score
Automatic up your a**, you ain't the homie no more
[Verse Two]
You won't stand a chance against this west los ganga
enemigas break it down because they get no chansa
Damm homie, these vatos they don't know me
Let's ride baby boy cause I heard they're coming for me
Serio I get critical with mines
So I down m************ to the day that I die
Tonite I said tonite is the night
I get busy with my strap bury bodies tonite
My shade is brown, Toxtli get down
I make three wishes, my first is a pound
The second a key, the third is ten g's
I buy weapons with my feria so I spray these fleas
Rest in p*** what kind of war is this
Rattle snakes they hiss flying bullets never miss
Perro, it's gotta be like that
Your a** f***** up you get robbed and stabbed.
(Chorus)
[Verse Three]
Heroin kicks in relieves the tension
Wicked women come in relieve the tension
These broads want c**e so I call the connection
There's a price they gotta pay for the f***** attention
That's right homegirl ain't nada for free
It's not like you're my righteous or my wife to be
Your man's a punk I'm eternal I'm a rider
L.A. county jail to the joint I'm a southsider
(Chorus)