You Ain't the Homie No More

[Verse One] You ain't got enuff bullets to see me bleed You fire up the crowd down three miss me You wanna dis my barrio homie think again 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 Al Capone ese was my mentor So check motherfuckers from the back to the center Conejo, ese gang affiliated Vatos hesitated, so they got decapitated Slapped like bitch to make it clear I'm that vato slamming carga Smoking primos in the rear That's real eternal tattoo tears I'm a bird of prey that hunts on fear Ese gotta go, fast not slow I'm a dead men 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 ass turned snitch like a bitch you fled Five years later back to settle the score Automatic up your ass, 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 motherfuckers 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 piss what kind of war is this Rattle snakes they hiss flying bullets never miss Perro, it's gotta be like that Your ass fucked 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 coke so I call the connection There's a price they gotta pay for the fuckin 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)