03 Greedo – Home VLone (Audio, Lyrics)

03 Greedo unveils “Home VLone”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by Ron-Ron The Producer.

03 Greedo Home Vlone

We’re still screaming “FREE GREEDO” as the Grape Street Genius was denied parole last month but still, the Watts rapper finds ways to get his music out to the world.

Even though he’s in the midst of serving a 20-year sentence for drug charges, 03 Greedo remains one of the most active forces in West Coast rap. He previously stated that, prior to getting locked up, he had prepared hundreds upon hundreds of new songs to keep his fans happy and now, it looks like we’re getting a full project from him and his longtime producer Ron-Ron.

Titled Load It Up, Vol. 1, the brand new project is expected for a release in August. Until then, we’ll keep “Home VLone” on repeat. The newest single from their collaborative project, Greedo and Ron-Ron flex their musical chemistry hard on this one.

03 Greedo – Home VLone (prod. Ron-Ron The Producer)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up)
Louis V the cover of my phone
I rock only Gucci with my VLONE
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ron-Ron do that shit)

[Chorus]
Louis V the cover of my phone (Of my phone)
I rock only Gucci with that VLONE (That VLONE)
Got some white girl runnin’ ’round my home (‘Round my home)
I broke into houses ever since I seen that Home Alone (Home Alone)
Louis V the cover of my phone (Cover of my phone)
I rock only Gucci with my VLONE (My VLONE)
Whole lot of white girl runnin’ ’round my home (Runnin’ round my home)
I broke into houses ever since I seen that Home Alone (Ever since I seen that Home Alone)

[Verse]
Trust my VIPs for that purple denim (Purple denim)
I just like my lean if it got purple in it (Got purple in it)
I don’t give a fuck about the price, say it twice
I’ma buy all the juice every night (Pay it twice)
Yeah, I fell in love with the red, left ’em dead (Dead)
I’ma aim them shots at they head (Shots)
My newest hottie from the other side (On my life)
Said she wanna fuck me every night (That’s right)
Hope she never run into my wife (Into my wife)
I’ma turn that ho into a dyke (To a dyke)
I’ma stab that ho, this ain’t a knife (Ain’t a knife)
Try to mack on my facts, cut his life
MAC boys, we clap toys ’cause it’s Drummer Gang
I come from the section where we flexin’, you don’t wanna hang
Niggas turn to bitches just to ball just like Juwanna Mann
I’m too real to ever sell my soul for some dollars, man

[Chorus]
Louis V the cover of my phone (Of my phone)
I rock only Gucci with that VLONE (That VLONE)
Got some white girl runnin’ ’round my home (‘Round my home)
I broke into houses ever since I seen that Home Alone (Home Alone)
Louis V the cover of my phone (Cover of my phone)
I rock only Gucci with my VLONE (My VLONE)
Whole lot of white girl runnin’ ’round my home (Runnin’ round my home)
I broke into houses ever since I seen that Home Alone (Ever since I seen that Home Alone)