Alley Songtext - Ying Yang Twins

[Hook]

Nigga, we be alley

My nigga, we alley

Nigga, we be alley

My nigga, we alley

Nooooooow


[D-Roc]

Tell a nigga dont act no fool

What's up cuz? Stay cool

Smoke some mary jane, you know the rules

Haters puttin salt in the game

Wanna keep a thug out the drug house

But you know the drill...a fro, polo

And a nigga in the club smokin dubs

Like a tru center thug

The big boy Willie Grill

Smoke swisher sweets, dont miss a beat

If a nigga feelin froggy leap

We ballin, shot-callin

ho's holla'n, try to follow

When a nigga aint ballin, sheesh

Still pullin on the hair

On my ching-ching weigher

(????????????)

Ho we can head to the spot in Decatur

(??) smoke optimos, and try to cop the ho's

(?) cant stop my (?)

Killa a bitch, kill a bitch, soon to buss

Aint to many niggas that can fuck wit' us

Y'all niggas think you can fuck wit' us

Some of y'all niggas gon' miss the bus

See playa we dangerous, stay (???)

Cock-block that fo'-fifth,

Switch your hands like (??)

Man then kick over to

Nigga cant see me with a birds-eye view

So you betta back up, back up

'fore a nigga straight have to act up, act up

Stand in this thang wit' the mac up, mac up

... 10 then because


[Hook]

My nigga, we alley

Nigga, we alley

My nigga, we alley

Nigga, we alley

Whoa


[Mr. Ball]

We some alley muh'fuckas from the ATL, Georgia boys

We came to bring the noise, and we got them tonka toys (boom boom boom)

Niggas be bitin like jaws, nigga back the fuck off my balls

If you got some beef wit' me, then I got some beef wit' y'all

Now ooh lawd, them boys on the map again

Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins



Maybe I cant help it, the way that I act

Handle your part thug, give him a heart-attack

Beatin ass in the back, slammin upon a track

Ying-Yang in this thang, ColliPark runnin thangs


[Hook]

My nigga, we alley

Nigga, we be alley

My nigga, we alley

Nigga, we be alley


[D-Roc]

Now what's on your mind, if you got something to say

Then say that shit, dont hold that shit

Bitin your tongue, because your boys aint here

Who you roll with, 'cause that's bullshit

You'll get your ass kicked fuckin wit' real thugs

Playahatin you gets no love

Run and get your boys if you thinkin you're hard

If you know like I know, then your ass wont start...

with some crazy muh'fuckas tote gats too

Crazy muthafuckas that'll blast you

Crazy muthafuckas dont give a shit

What? Y'all niggas dont know who y'all fuckin with

We T-H-U-G-G-E-D O-U-T

We'll F-U-C-K yo' ass up with that heat


[Kaine]

Mutha-mutha-muthafuckas always talkin shit

Sixty-five niggas you can suck my dick

We Ying-Yang and it aint no thang

Sheisty muthafucka put it down on they brain

We real, some tru-city thug shit

The essence of a thug, they dont like a nigga in public

With two glocks, I represent 2pac, the block is too hot

They want a fool out the neighborhood (why)

Straight hard to fuck with, know he slangin hard

Niggas is paranoid, all I know we raw (raw)

All I know we raw (raw)

All I know we raw (raw)

All I know we raw (raw)

All I know we raw (raw)

All I know we raw (raw)

All I know we raw (raw)

We youngin's nigga


[Hook] - 2X

My nigga, we alley

Nigga, we be alley

My nigga, we alley

Nigga, we be alley


My nigga

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