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Lyrics: [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 bi***, kill a bi***, soon to buss Aint to many niggas that can f*** wit' us Y'all niggas think you can f*** wit' us Some of y'all niggas gon' miss the bus See playa we dangerous, stay (???) c***-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'f***as 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 f*** 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 And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine Now dont make me have to say this sh** one more time Now back up, I know you dont want some muthaf***a to act up I thank you need to put your muthaf***in ?gack? up Before you get dealt with f***in around and get yourself hit Off some f***in bullsh** Cause we some country-ass Georgia niggas, I told ya nigga We done and we done showed ya nigga, it's on my nigga Doin this sh** one more 'gain I thank this time I'ma get a lil' more money to spend [Hook] My nigga, we alley Nigga, we be alley My nigga, we alley Nigga, we be alley Ah [moans 'n groans] [Kaine] Ah, we some alley muthaf***as, shawty ya didnt know Niggas is entertainin when they hit the front door Nigga be like whoa, stop, control But he was poppin off, so I'ma hit him in his nose Throwin them 'bows, ColliPark know it explodes Have a nigga feelin crunchy, smellin like toes Ya know we had it from Georgia to Cali' Doin shows from Virginia to that Cakilaki Ask if are we lackin? Nothin, see we packin 4-5 glocks, .9 spray milli-tec and no actin, I'm blastin I make my money ?threashin? The foes see the gold and they dont wanna respect him 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 sh**, dont hold that sh** Bitin your tongue, because your boys aint here Who you roll with, 'cause that's bullsh** You'll get your ass kicked f***in 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'f***as tote gats too Crazy muthaf***as that'll blast you Crazy muthaf***as dont give a sh** What? Y'all niggas dont know who y'all f***in 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-muthaf***as always talkin sh** Sixty-five niggas you can suck my d*** We Ying-Yang and it aint no thang Sheisty muthaf***a put it down on they brain We real, some tru-city thug sh** 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 f*** 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 More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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