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Mc Ren - In The Alley lyrics
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 Mc Ren - In The Alley - http://motolyrics.com/mc-ren/in-the-alley-lyrics.html
 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 ..









