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letra de where da hood - dmx

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eh yo, you n-gg-s must be out your f-ckin’ mind
thinkin’ dog can’t pull another mother f-ckin’ rabbit out the hat thinkin’
i ain’t got a trick up my mother f-ckin’ sleeve, you b-tch
-ss n-gg-s f-ck y’all, figures n-gg-s
what them n-gg-s think i’m doin? sittin’ around doin’ nothing?
oh my god, these n-gg-s can’t be serious man

where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
had a n-gg- in a cut where the wood at?
oh, them n-gg-s actin’, actin’ up, where the wolves at?
you better bust that if u gonna pull that

where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
had a n-gg- in a cut where the wood at?
oh, them n-gg-s actin’, actin’ up, where the wolves at?
you better bust that if u gonna pull that

yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
d-mn cats don’t know
(what)
what it’s gunna be
(be)
f-ckin’ wit a n-gg- like me
(yea)

d to the m to the x
(x)
last i heard ya n-gg-s was havin’ s-x
(uh)
with the same s-x
(whoo)

i show no love
(yea)
to h-m- thugs
(nah)
empty out, reload we go most slugs
(boom)

how you gonna explain f-ckin’ a man?
even if u squashed the beef i ain’t touching your hand
(a’ight)
i don’t f-ck wit chumps
(yea)

for those up in the jail that’s the cap
with the kool-aid on his lips and pumps
(uh)
i don’t f-ck with n-gg-s that think
they broads only know how to be one way, that’s a dog
(whoo)

i know how to get down, know how to bite
(bite)
bark very little but i know how to fight
(fight)
i know how to chase a cat up in a tree, man
i gave ya’ll n-gg-s the business for f-ckin’ with me
is you crazy?

where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
had a n-gg- in a cut where the wood at?
oh, them n-gg-s actin’, actin’ up, where the wolves at?
you better bust that if u gonna pull that

where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
had a n-gg- in a cut where the wood at?
oh, them n-gg-s actin’, actin’ up, where the wolves at?
you better bust that if u gonna pull that

yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
watch the song i come through guns is drawn
(bla, blap)
lungs is gone
(yea)

sons of mom from dusk till dawn
(yea)
leg time belongs to the dog on the street past midnight?
look for him in the morgue
(yea)

don’t play with these cats
i got nothing to say to these cats
(uh)
for these mothers that really do love ’em
please pray for these cats
(aight)

‘coz i know n-gg-s is hard headed
(uh)
but i ain’t got the patience
(uh)
don’t want me havin’ no patience?
turn the [unverified] icy

- dmx

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