In the Alley
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Oh yeah...
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You know what I'm sayin'...
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We peel mothafuckin' cops around here...
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You can't come around here talkin' that shit
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You'll get a mothafuckin' bullet in your head and
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wind up dead
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You know what I'm sayin', I'll send you home in a
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bodybag you fag
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And I'm 'a tell you somethin' right now -
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don't come to the alley with that bullshit
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[bullshit]
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Hey Ren, who's talkin' shit?
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Hey nigga where that shit happenin' at lo'?
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Right up my alley I see fiends and things
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But you know it ain't over 'till the black nigga
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sings
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And he's singin' the blues in holey shoes
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While he's sippin' on brews
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'Cuz every week he see a nigga's killed in the news
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In the alley all the hard heads kick it
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Don't permit the suckerz cuz they rob the
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mothafuckaz
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Niggaz gettin' high and high 'till they drop
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So fucked up - they start shootin' at the cops
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Old ladies complain but there ain't shit they can do
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I run dead in the house slap the bitches with a shoe
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I sell my dope and I ain't ashamed to say it
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Cuz I got Bills and mothafuckaz won't pay it
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In the alley - Bitches sell pussy real cheap
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Waitin' to rob the trick when the fucka fall asleep
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Bitches 15-16 got the claps
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And crabs in their pussy crawl around in the naps
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Sucked up ho's with toejams in their toes
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dirty ass clothes, with boogers in their nose
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Roamin', zonin' lookin' for dick to suck
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Walk around in a daze like they don't give a fuck
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IN THE ALLEY ..
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Hey man, look at these mothafuckin' basehead
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bitches ...
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Nigga you pop a gang of shit but ah nigga
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Where you from ?
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Right up my alley niggaz trip cars that they stole
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And niggaz outside look for wayz to get swole
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Takin' turns, sippin' on the 40 oz
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Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
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I'm with my nigga little nation or my homey named
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snoop
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My nigga DJ train he hittin' corner in de coop
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Pullin' up I give him gat - axin' if he put in work
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Lookin' like a straight G - with some khaki's and a
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T-shirt
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We sit at the table slappin' bones
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While the little BG'z fight with the sticks and the
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stones
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Tryin' to get a name for the self yo but why
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So all the little fuckers get in the G and do a
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driveby
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Take down some rivals 'cross-town
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They're back to the alley where they can't be found
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Police come around and try to find 'em
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But the whole fuckin' set is standing right there
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behind them
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Open up fire on the pigs now they cook
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They did'nt know what hit 'em cuz the niggaz had to
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get 'em
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IN THE ALLEY ..
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Officers down, officers down, we need assistance in
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