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In the Alley
Oh yeah...
You know what I'm
sayin'...
We peel mothafuckin'
cops around here...
You can't come around
here talkin' that shit
You'll get a
mothafuckin' bullet in your head and
wind up dead
You know what I'm
sayin', I'll send you home in a
bodybag you fag
And I'm 'a tell you
somethin' right now -
don't come to the
alley with that bullshit
[bullshit]
Hey Ren, who's
talkin' shit?
Hey nigga where that
shit happenin' at lo'?
Right up my alley I
see fiends and things
But you know it ain't
over 'till the black nigga
sings
And he's singin' the
blues in holey shoes
While he's sippin' on
brews
'Cuz every week he
see a nigga's killed in the news
In the alley all the
hard heads kick it
Don't permit the
suckerz cuz they rob the
mothafuckaz
Niggaz gettin' high
and high 'till they drop
So fucked up - they
start shootin' at the cops
Old ladies complain
but there ain't shit they can do
I run dead in the
house slap the bitches with a shoe
I sell my dope and I
ain't ashamed to say it
Cuz I got Bills and
mothafuckaz won't pay it
In the alley -
Bitches sell pussy real cheap
Waitin' to rob the
trick when the fucka fall asleep
Bitches 15-16 got the
claps
And crabs in their
pussy crawl around in the naps
Sucked up ho's with
toejams in their toes
dirty ass clothes,
with boogers in their nose
Roamin', zonin'
lookin' for dick to suck
Walk around in a daze
like they don't give a fuck
IN THE ALLEY ..
Hey man, look at
these mothafuckin' basehead
bitches ...
Nigga you pop a gang
of shit but ah nigga
Where you from ?
Right up my alley
niggaz trip cars that they stole
And niggaz outside
look for wayz to get swole
Takin' turns, sippin'
on the 40 oz
Poppin' some funky
shit by the D.O.C
I'm with my nigga
little nation or my homey named
snoop
My nigga DJ train he
hittin' corner in de coop
Pullin' up I give him
gat - axin' if he put in work
Lookin' like a
straight G - with some khaki's and a
T-shirt
We sit at the table
slappin' bones
While the little BG'z
fight with the sticks and the
stones
Tryin' to get a name
for the self yo but why
So all the little
fuckers get in the G and do a
driveby
Take down some rivals
'cross-town
They're back to the
alley where they can't be found
Police come around
and try to find 'em
But the whole fuckin'
set is standing right there
behind them
Open up fire on the
pigs now they cook
They did'nt know what
hit 'em cuz the niggaz had to
get 'em
IN THE ALLEY ..
Officers down,
officers down, we need assistance in
the alley ..
You're talkin' shit
but where was you nigga?
Standin' in the alley
with my nigga Juvinalle for a
while
This nigga try to
rush it but the fool was livin'
foul
Tryin' to get a name
but did it all the wrong wayz
My brother cocked the
fucker, threw his ass in a
daze
People crowded 'round
like a fly on shit
Everybody had to
stand cuz there ain't nowhere to
sit
This little punk he
was new to the alley
He rolled with some
white mothafuckaz in the valley
Now he's on his back
lookin' up in all these faces
I bet he won't open
up his mouth in no more places
And he don't know, he
won't go but now he has to go
My brother picked him
up and started hittin' him
some more
Then every nigga had
to get a turn
To make sure that
this mothafucka learn
Niggaz kickin' him -
hittin' him with bricks
Check it, and my
homey lit his pitbull bite off his
dick
And to top it off
before my brother left the scene
He emptied off his
clip with the whole 15
IN THE ALLEY ..
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