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 things and scenes
 But you know it ain't over 'till the black nigga sings
 And he's singin' the blues and holdin' shoes
 While he's zippin' off booth
 'Cuz every week he see a nigga's killed in the news
 In the alley all the hard hits kicking
 Don't permit the suckerz cuz they ride the mothafuckaz
 Niggaz gettin' high and high 'till they grw-p (grow-up)
 So fucked up - they start shootin' at the cops
 So ladies complain but there ain't shit they can do
 Or 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 Benz and mothafuckaz won't pay it
 In the alley - Bitches sell pussy real cheap
 Waitin' 'round the trick when the fucka fall asleep
 Bitches 15-16 got the claps
 And crabs in their pussy crawl around in the naps
 Sometime ho's would tore jams in the toes
 30 ass cloth, with boogers in their nose
 Roamin', Roamin' lookin' for dick to suck
 Walk around in the dayz like they don't give a fuck
 IN THE ALLEY ..

 Hey man, look at these mothafuckin' basehead bases ...

 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, zippin' on the 40 oz
 Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
 I'm with my nigga little nation or my homey named snoop
 My nigga DJ train he hittin' corner in de coop
 Pullin' up I give him gat - axin' if he pullin' work
 Lookin' like a straight G - with some cockeis and a T-shirt
 We sit at the table wrappin' 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 buckets gettin' the G into a driveby
 Take down some rifles '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' scene 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' fall
 Tryin' to get a name pretended on the wrong wayz
 My brother cock de fuck out to his ass in the dayz
 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 grew up 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 big ball bite off his dick
 And to top it off he pulled my brother at the scene
 He emptied up his click with the whole 15
 IN THE ALLEY