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Alley Boy - Go Lyrics

[Intro: Armstrong]
Yeah
Duct Tape Mob shit, nigga
Y'all fuck niggas feel the pressure we applying, nigga
Don't get it twisted, nigga
Trouble home, nigga
431 days free to be exact, nigga
You know what I mean?
I picked lil bro up in an armored truck
He told me the first day
The first [?] nigga holding ahe door [?] he say
Big bro, I'm 'bout to go hard on these niggas, man
I ain't taking these motherfucking boots off, nigga
Til we go get that boat
With A.J. name on the side
He say he got me, nigga
And I feel the motherfucking pain, nigga
Y'all fuck niggas see what it is, nigga
Y'all see we strong out in these streets
A nigga ain't playing, nigga
We 187 in [?] shootouts, nigga
We'll beat a nigga ass
Taking these niggas' hoes
Y'all fuck niggas know what it is, nigga
Mob shit
[Verse 1: Trouble]
Uh huh
Think it's a game if you want to, recognise
Niggas keep guns on they side, but I know that they won't shoot
I kept my prison boots on for a reason
I'ma stay in combat mode
You can call me Rambo, ammo
Unlimited [?]
And niggas keep turning they backs, and they don't see this shit
[?]
[?] in the street, but always talking 'bout they thugging [?]
I grab the cannon and I really get to busting, bitch
[?] how I roll when I [?] shit
Who gon' be next?
[?] don't wanna make the list
I get [?] on you pussys just for overlooking
And faking it, when a nigga knowing they [?] shit
I'm from the city you ain't seen, y'all know what I mean
When niggas shoot your whole face off, face off
[?] word, nigga, I'ma take off
Me and Dolla on the pill, posted on the hill
[?] bet you gon' know what it is
When I step up in this game
Trouble Trouble, remember the name, pussy

[Interlude: Armstrong]
Hahahah
See what I'm talking 'bout?
Young niggas spitting flames, man
Ain't no mercy on you niggas, man
[?] nigga got that shit cross his neck, 'cause he mean it, man
Real mob shit, you know what I mean?
We gon' put the house on these niggas, man
We applying pressure this year, nigga
2012 beyond, we on this shit
Time for y'all fuck niggas to go, nigga
Get your passport, nigga
Fuck out the country, nigga
We run this shit
Mob shit
F.S.C., nigga
[Verse 2: Alley Boy]
Did you just think it was a game?
Well, Alley told you pussy niggas that we want in
I hope not
Why not?
'Cause I won't bend
But you will get killed, [?]
Now that's word to Scoob, smoke [?] like I'm Kobi like you know me
[?] my body is taken over by liquor, picture me [?]
[?] body drop
While I'm plotting on the top
With a godfather and mob brothers
Fuck Shit Crew is what I represent too
And I send a middle finger, pussy, fuck you
Bitch play crazy, believe she getting fucked too
No mercy, na
Pussy, we want it all
I am Ken [?], one call
It's all it take to get you

[Outro: Armstrong]
I told y'all niggas
You know what I mean?
We gon' let the tallent speak for itself, my nigga
At the end of the day, it's fuck any nigga that ain't with this shit, nigga
We [?] nigga
It's us against the world, nigga
Fuck everything else, nigga
It's Duct Tape or nothing, nigga
Fuck Shit Crew, nigga
And you see [?] nigga
Nigga, we moving our body tempreture, nigga
This shit too hot, we getting that [?], nigga
Cool you off, nigga
Real shit