Ying Yang Twins - Seçme Parçalar : Alley

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Ying Yang Twins



Seçme Parçalar



Alley





"Alley"







[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



And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine



Now dont make me have to say this shit one more time



Now back up, I know you dont want some muthafucka to act up



I thank you need to put your muthafuckin ?gack? up



Before you get dealt with



Fuckin around and get yourself hit



Off some fuckin bullshit



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 shit 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 muthafuckas, 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 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