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chrispi the infallible ft. dcypher musik - the alley كلمات الأغنية

[ chrispi the infallible ]

black mask, black strap with the tags on it
black boots, black bag with the sash on it
black blunts, patxh pack when we p-ss homie
if you smell it, betta know that that’s yo -ss homie, whoa!!!
night time be the right time
n-gg-s catch you slipping coming out of wright tyme
(let me wrap with ya)
p-ssy betta have a strap wit ya
think you a mack till the mac hit ya
cats gats need they practice, sh-t
shady faces in sketchy areas breaking ya comfortable barriers
with how long my staring was
panic attack when i rap
thrax you over the head with an ax
and let the maumee hack at ya better half
darker than darkness waiting in ya parking lot
with a pistol in my parker pocket itching to pop it
toying with the notion if i ever had a conscience
or if there was ever really an option
there to beat his rotten standing there plottin
[ hook ]

if you ain’t ready don’t be outside
we all coming for you that’s right
one time for the patxh lyfe
n-gg-, don’t be outside
i swear i saw em coming from the alley

[ dcypher musik ]

you’ze a fool if you thinkin that these streets safe
glock pop knife slice and you sleep k?
that’s why we live in a police state
run fast. they’ll put you in the clink playa
kidnapping for organs selling em ebay
dirty burglary’ll get you house cleaned (aye)
hittin licks is the sh-t when you ain’t got a pot you can p-ss
and the cops is a biiiiiitch
watch how the wrist make rocks into rich
only way you gettin out copying this
catching bodies by contract, while catching a contact
cuz everything i’m on is a obvious h-t
if i see you in #thealley, run it!
i ain’t playing witcha keep it 4, 500
aww nah h-ll nah boy y’all done up and done it
i ain’t playing bout my son or my mothaf-ckin money

- chrispi the infallible ft dcypher musik

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