In The Alley lyrics

Artist  : Mc Ren 
Song : In The Alley



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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 things and scenes
But you know it ain't
over 'till the black nigga sings
And he's
singin' the blues and holdin' shoes
While he's
zippin' off booth
'Cuz every week he see a
nigga's killed in the news
In the alley all
the hard hits kicking
Don't permit the suckerz
cuz they ride the mothafuckaz
Niggaz gettin'
high and high 'till they grw-p (grow-up)
So
fucked up - they start shootin' at the cops
So
ladies complain but there ain't shit they can
do
Or 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 Benz and mothafuckaz won't
pay it
In the alley - Bitches sell pussy real
cheap
Waitin' 'round the trick when the fucka
fall asleep
Bitches 15-16 got the claps
And
crabs in their pussy crawl around in the
naps
Sometime ho's would tore jams in the
toes
30 ass cloth, with boogers in their
nose
Roamin', Roamin' lookin' for dick to
suck
Walk around in the dayz like they don't
give a fuck
IN THE ALLEY ..

Hey man,
look at these mothafuckin' basehead bases
...

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, zippin' 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 pullin' work
Lookin' like a straight G -
with some cockeis and a T-shirt
We sit at the
table wrappin' 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 buckets gettin' the G into a
driveby
Take down some rifles
'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' scene 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' fall
Tryin' to get a
name pretended on the wrong wayz
My brother
cock de fuck out to his ass in the dayz
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 grew up
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
big ball bite off his dick
And to top it off he
pulled my brother at the scene
He emptied up
his click with the whole 15
IN THE ALLEY ..