Frank V - No Turning Back lyrics

Ay ese, ay homes, I wanna get jumped in the neighborhood, I wanna be Downbe down with The clicka wa**up? I want you vatos to jump me in, c'mon homes I'm down I'm down for Mines, es mi varrion [Verse 1: Frank V] So you wanna be a gangsta, and build your rep Well kick back and I'll tell you how step by step First-you gotta show your homies that you're down To back up the varrio, to back up the town You either walk the linea Or throw some chingazos with the main vatos Get you a** kicked and give up some blood Now you got a placaso That's a nickname like shadow or huero Watch out for the rat pack-get yourself a filero Or better yet get a cuete Rememeber red is for Norteno, blue is for Trece Sureno, the north and the south Stop mad dogging me punk or I'll bust you in the mouth Now you're dressed in black And you're ready to attack, but just remember ese- There's no turning back! Yeah yeah homes. I see what you're saying homes. I know there's no Turning back ese. Now I'm in it, that's what counts, now it's time to party ese simon. Ay Let's go get some pisto Homes. I got some jainas on the line too. Call up the homies ese, we'll Just kick back tonight Homes, listening to some oldies, you know just party homes Now! Kicking back with the jainas and the homies- That's the fun part But when sh** starts You better have heart They give you a cuete and say "shoot!" You better shoot or you're gonna get the boot "So there's your target pull the trigger Or get your a** jumped out like you got jumped in or even quicker!" Rolled up like a tamal Remember gang banging is a full time job No one has time for a part time loko Pretty boy mocoso Wanna-be mafioso Talking loud saying that you're the craziest one But when sh** hits the fan you're always the 1st to run And that's a straight out chavala! Remember accion es mejor que palabras Action speaks louder than words and remember that And also remember ese- there's no turning back! Damn ese! It was krazie last night! Chingo de jura fuccen swooped on us In the parque Something like ten car loads. Them placas was deep. They found a cuete In my ranfla; fool Was trying to get a murder on me ese saying I was a prime suspect in a Dr ive by homes. I Might do a lil' tiempo, but you know, f** it. Two beans in a bucket ese Que no? My homie Said I won't do too much time for that pedo. I'm ready for the pinta All the homeboy are in There anyways So I heard that you got some tiempo Compared to pinta life on te street was simple But it didn't take an Einstein To tell you that all gangster do time Some do a year or so Some are on d**h row Life without parole But you can go through this, just stick to raza And mind your own business It's kinda like the streets But now there's a man To tell you when you can't do it And when you can Your homies don't visit you, and you don't understand No jainas in sight, so say hello to your right hand And say good-bye to your familia Cause when you mess up in here fool They'll k** you! Only your memory will be livin' But it was your decision There's no turning back! Damn homes...maybe you were right. This isn't how I planned it. I Thought it would be a Party here with all the homies. Chale! There's nuttin to do here but Tiempo. Maybe when I get Out homes I'll start my life over. Yeah yeah! That's what I'll do Settle down with my wife ese Get a jale, and put all this sh** behind me homes. Just forget about it All homes. Just leave it All behind me...yeah..I only got about..ten or eleven more years and I'll be out..f** it ese, I Guess you were right homes...t here's no turning back...