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letra de where the hood at - dmx

[dmx talking]
aiyyo, ya n-gg-z must be outcha f-ckin mind
thinkin dog can’t pull another motherf-ckin rabbit out the hat
n-gg- i ain’t gotta check out my motherf-ckin sleeves you b-tch -ss n-gg-z
f-ck is y’all n-gg-z…
y’all n-gg-z just thinkin i’m sittin around doin nothin?
oh my god, y’all n-gg-z can’t be serious

[chorus: dmx – repeat 2x]
where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
have that n-gg- in the cut, where the wood at?
oh, them n-gg-z actin up?!? where the wolves at?
you better bust that if you gon pull that

[dmx]
man, cats don’t know what it’s gonna be
f-ckin with a n-gg- like me, d-to-the-m-to-the-x
last i heard, y’all n-gg-z was havin s-x, with the same s-x
i show no love, to h-m- thugs
empty out, reloaded and throw more slugs
how you gonna explain f-ckin a man?
even if we squashed the beef, i ain’t touchin ya hand
i don’t buck with chumps, for those to been to jail
that’s the cat with the kool-aid on his lips and pumps
i don’t f-ck with n-gg-z that think they broads
only know how to be one way, that’s the dog
i know how to get down, know how to bite
bark very little, but i know how to fight
i know how to chase a cat up in the tree
man, i give y’all n-gg-z the b’iness for f-ckin wit me, is you crazy?!?

[chorus]

[dmx]
once a song, i come though, guns is drawn
blam blam, lungs are gone, sons will mourn
from dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dog
on the street p-ssed midnight, look for ’em in the morgue
don’t play with these cats cuz i ain’t got nothin to say to these cats
for the mothers that really do love em, please pray for these cats
cuz i know n-gg-z is hardheaded but i ain’t got the patience
don’t want me havin no patience turn into more patience
more trips to icu cuz i see you
tryna get away with sh-t a real n-gg- wouldn’t do
where my dogs at? (right here) see them n-gg-z? (right where?!?)
get em boy! (right there) that’s how we do… (aiight then)
this is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
yo, where we at baby?!? (creepin through the fog)
from then till now, don’t ask me how
know that we gon roll like them n-gg-z and hit every block on the job

[chorus]

[dmx]
i get tapes doin times, stop n-gg-z like grapes makin wine
five cd’s with mad rhymes
don’t hit me with that positive sh-t, i know you lyin
you really wanna stop n-gg-z from dyin? stop n-gg-z from tryin
i cuz i ain’t really got that time to waste
and i thought i told you to get these f-ckin b-ms out my face
lookin atchu in your grill, i might be nice to cut
once i split ya -ss in two, you’ll be twice as b-tt
yeah, you right, i know ya style – p-ssy cuz i’m f-ckin it
since we all right here, you hold my d-ck while he suckin it
motherf-cker, don’t you know you’ll never come near me
shove ya head up ya -ss, have you seein sh-t clearly
never heard that d be runnin, cuz d be gunnin
i beat my d-ck and bust off in ya eye so you can see me comin/c-min
empty clips and sh-lls are what i leave behind
and if they get me with the joint, they hit me with a three-to-nine

[chorus]

[dmx talking]
where the f-ckin hood at?!? (it’s all good, the dog is the hood)
no ones’ f-ckin with me n-gg-, fo real (it’s all good, the dog is the hood)
i am the hood, i am the streets (it’s all good, the dog is the hood)
you b-tch -ss n-gg- (it’s all good, the dog is the hood)
take it how you want, motherf-cker (it’s all good, the dog is the hood)
i’m in the hood all day (it’s all good, the dog is the hood)
i think i’m like the only n-gg-, dog (it’s all good, the dog is the hood)
that can go to the projects (school street, home of the brave)
by his f-ckin self and be good
yeah n-gg-, ask n-gg-z on yo (my projects, yo)
when the last time they seen dog (not too long ago baby)
motherf-cker..
dee, waah, ugh… (y’all n-gg-z is homeless)
kato… (where the hood at?)

- dmx

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