«Where the Hood At? » — сингл американського репера DMX, випущений 5 серпня 2003 року як головний сингл з його студійного альбому Grand Champ. The song was a gold-selling smash on the rap and dance charts and paved the way for DMX's full-length debut, It's Dark and Hell Is Hot, to debut at number one on the Billboard 200 in May 1998. Produced mostly by Swizz Beatz, who rode the album's success to a lucrative career of his own, It's Dark and Hell Is Hot earned DMX numerous comparisons DMX: Where the Hood At?: Directed by Tony Petrossian, Vem. With DMX, Drag-On, Fat Joe, Busta Rhymes. In a rare video merging, the video actually has a bit of both songs, as neither song had a full-length video to fit the song. Vay Tiền Nhanh Chỉ Cần Cmnd. Now I gotta deal with this shit Ayy, yo, y′all niggas must be out your fuckin' mind Thinking dog can′t pull another motherfuckin' rabbit out the hat Think I ain't got a trick up my motherfuckin′ sleeve You bitch-ass niggas Fuck these niggas thinking? Y′all niggas thinkin' I′m doing Just sittin' around doin′ nothin'? Oh my God, niggas can′t be serious Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin' up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon' pull that Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin′ up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon′ pull that Yo, yo (Yo, yo) Yo, yo (Yo, yo) Yo, yo (Yo, yo, yo, yo) Man, cats don't know (What?) what it′s gon' be Fuckin′ with a nigga like me D to the M to the X (X) Last I heard, y'all niggas was havin′ sex (uh) with the same sex (woo) I show no love (yeah) to homo thugs (nah) Empty out, reload, and blow more slugs (boom) How you gonna explain fuckin' a man? Even if we squash the beef, I ain't touchin′ your hand (aight?) I don′t fuck with chumps (yeah) For those that been to jail That's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps (uh) I don′t fuck with niggas that think they broads Only know how to be one way, that's the dog (woo) 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′ll give y'all niggas the business for fuckin′ with me Is you crazy? Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin' up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon' pull that Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin′ up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon′ pull that Yo, yo (Yo, yo) Yo, yo (Yo, yo) Yo, yo (Yo, yo, yo, yo) Once it's on, I come through, guns is drawn Blam, blam, lungs is gone, sons will mourn From dusk ′til dawn, night time belongs to the dog On the street past midnight, look for 'em in the morgue (yeah) Won′t play with these cats 'cause I ain′t got nothin' to say to these cats (uh) For the mothers that really do love 'em, please pray for these cats (Aight?) ′Cause I know niggas is hard-headed, but I ain′t got the patience (uh) Don't want me havin′ no patience, turn into more patients More trips to ICU 'cause I see you Trying to get away with shit a real nigga wouldn′t do Where my dogs at? (Right here) You see them niggas? (Right where?) Get 'em, boys (right there) That′s how we do (alright, then) Yeah, this is for my dogs (uh), this is for my dogs (uh) Yo, where we at, baby? (Creepin' through the fog) From then 'til now, don′t ask me how Know that we gon′ roll like them niggas and hit every block on the job Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin' up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon′ pull that Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin' up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon′ pull that Yo, yo (Yo, yo) Yo, yo (Yo, yo) Yo, yo (Yo, yo, yo, yo) I get apes doin' crime, stomp niggas like grapes makin′ wine (yeah) Five CD's with mad rhymes (aight) Don't hit me with that positive shit, I know you lyin′ You really wanna stop niggas from dyin′? Stop niggas from tryin' (yeah) ′Cause I ain't really got that time to waste And I thought I told you to get these fuckin′ bums out my face (aight?) Lookin' at you in your grill, it might be nice to cut (uh-huh) Once I split your ass in two, you′ll be twice as butt (uh-huh) Yeah, you right, I know your style pussy, 'cause I'm fuckin′ it (damn) Since we all here, you hold my dick while he suckin′ it (woo) Motherfucker, don't you know you′ll never come near me? Shove your head up your ass, have you seein' shit clearly (woo) Never heard that D be running (uh), ′cause D be gunning I beat my dick and bust off in your eye so you can see me comin' Empty clips and shells are what I leave behind And if they get me with the joint, they′ll hit me with a three-to-nine Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin' up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon' pull that Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at? Oh, them niggas actin′ up? Where the wolves at? You better bust that if you gon′ pull that What? Where the fuckin' hood at? Ayy, no one′s fuckin' with me, nigga (it′s all good) For real (it's all good, dog is the hood) I am the hood (it′s all good, dog in the hood) I am the streets (it's all good, dog is the hood) You bitch-ass nigga (it's all good, dog is the hood) Take it how you want, motherfucker (it′s all good) I′m in the hood all day (dog is the hood) I think I'm, like, the only nigga, dog (dog in the hood) That can go to the projects (school Street, Home of the Brave) By his fuckin′ self and be good (good) Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my projects When the last time they seen dog, motherfucker (not too long ago, baby) D, Y, uh (y'all niggas is homeless) Kato (Where the hood at?)Writer(s): Antonio M. Hardy, Darrin Dean Lyrics powered by La canción 'Where The Hood At' se estrenó el 16 de septiembre de 2003. Este tema está incluido dentro del disco Grand ChampLETRA[dmx talking]Aiyyo, ya niggaz must be outcha fuc*** mindthinkin dog can't pull another motherfuc*** rabbit out the hatnigga i ain't gotta check out my motherfuc*** sleeves you bitch ass niggazf*** is y'all niggaz...y'all niggaz just thinkin i'm sittin around doin nothin?oh my god, y'all niggaz can't be serious[chorus: dmx - repeat 2x]where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?oh, them niggaz 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 befuc*** with a nigga like me, d-to-the-m-to-the-xlast i heard, y'all niggaz was havin sex, with the same sexi show no love, to homo thugsempty out, reloaded and throw more slugshow you gonna explain fuc*** a man?even if we squashed the beef, i ain't touchin ya handi don't buck with chumps, for those to been to jailthat's the cat with the kool-aid on his lips and pumpsi don't f*** with niggaz that think they broadsonly know how to be one way, that's the dogi know how to get down, know how to bitebark very little, but i know how to fighti know how to chase a cat up in the treeman, i give y'all niggaz the b'iness for fuc*** wit me, is you crazy?!?[chorus][dmx]once a song, i come though, guns is drawnblam blam, lungs are gone, sons will mournfrom dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dogon the street passed midnight, look for 'em in the morguedon't play with these cats cuz i ain't got nothin to say to these catsfor the mothers that really do love em, please pray for these catscuz i know niggaz is hardheaded but i ain't got the patiencedon't want me havin no patience turn into more patiencemore trips to icu cuz i see youtryna get away with shit a real nigga wouldn't dowhere my dogs at? (right here) see them niggaz? (right where?!?)get em boy! (right there) that's how we do... (aiight then)this is for my dogs, this is for my dogsyo, where we at baby?!? (creepin through the fog)from then till now, don't ask me howknow that we gon roll like them niggaz and hit every block on the job[chorus][dmx]i get tapes doin times, stop niggaz like grapes makin winefive cd's with mad rhymesdon't hit me with that positive shit, i know you lyinyou really wanna stop niggaz from dyin? stop niggaz from tryini cuz i ain't really got that time to wasteand i thought i told you to get these fuc*** bums out my facelookin atchu in your grill, i might be nice to cutonce i split ya ass in two, you'll be twice as buttyeah, you right, i know ya style - pussy cuz i'm fuc*** itsince we all right here, you hold my dick while he suckin itmotherfucker, don't you know you'll never come near meshove ya head up ya ass, have you seein shit clearlynever heard that d be runnin, cuz d be gunnini beat my dick and bust off in ya eye so you can see me comin/cuminempty clips and shells are what i leave behindand if they get me with the joint, they hit me with a three-to-nine[chorus][dmx talking]where the fuc*** hood at?!? (it's all good, the dog is the hood)no ones' fuc*** with me nigga, 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 bitch ass nigga (it's all good, the dog is the hood)take it how you want, motherfuc*** (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 nigga, dog (it's all good, the dog is the hood)that can go to the projects (school street, home of the brave)by his fuc*** self and be goodyeah nigga, ask niggaz on (my projects, the last time they seen dog (not too long ago baby)motherfucker..dee, waah, ugh... (y'all niggaz is homeless)kato... (where the hood at?)Más abajo podrás valorar y comentar la canción Where The Hood At. DMX-Where the hood at?Aiyyo ya niggaz must, be outcha fuckin mindThinkin dog can't pull another motherfuckin, rabbit out the hatNigga I ain't gotta check out my motherfuckin sleeves you bitch ass niggazFuck is y'all niggaz, y'all niggaz just thinkin I'm sittin around doin nothin?Oh my God, y'all niggaz can't be seriousChorus:x2Where the hood where the hood where the hood at?Have that nigga in the cut where the wood at?Oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at?You better bust that, if you gon pull thatMan cats don't know, what it's gonna beFuckin´ with a nigga like me, D-to-the-M-to-the-XLast I heard y'all niggaz was havin sex, with the same sexI show no love, to homo thugsEmpty out, reloaded and throw more slugsHow you gonna explain fuckin a man?Even if we squashed the beef, I ain't touchin´ ya handI don't buck with chumps, for those to been to jailThat's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumpsI don't fuck with niggaz that think they broadsOnly know how to be one way, that's the dogI know how to get down, know how to biteBark very little, but I know how to fightI know how to chase a cat up in the treeMan I give y´all niggaz the b'iness for fuckin´ wit me, is you crazyChorus x2Once a song, I come though, guns is drawnBlam blam, lungs are gone, sons will mournFrom dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dogOn the street passed midnight, look for 'em in the morgueDon't play with these cats cuz I ain't got nothin to say to these catsFor the mothers that really do love em, please pray for these catsCuz I know niggaz is hardheaded but I ain't got the patienceDon't want me havin no patience turn into more patienceMore trips to ICU cuz I see youTryna get away with shit a real nigga wouldn't doWhere my dogs at (right here) see them niggaz (right where)Get´em boy (right there) That's how we do (aiight then)This is for my dogs, this is for my dogsYo where we at baby (creepin through the fog)From then till now, don't ask me howKnow that we gon roll like them niggaz and hit every block on the jobChorus:x2I get tapes doin times, stop niggaz like grapes makin wineFive CD's with mad rhymesDon't hit me with that positive shit, I know you lyinYou really wanna stop niggaz from dyin, stop niggaz from tryinI cuz I ain't really got that time to wasteAnd I thought I told you to get these fuckin bums out my faceLookin atchu in your grill, I might be nice to cutOnce I split ya ass in two, you'll be twice as buttYeah, you right, I know ya style pussy cuz I'm fuckin itSince we all right here, you hold my dick while he suckin itMotherfucker, don't you know you'll never come near meShove ya head up ya ass, have you seein shit clearlyNever heard that D be runnin, cuz D be gunninI beat my dick and bust off in ya eye so you can see me comin Empty clips and shells are what I leave behindAnd if they get me with the joint, they hit me with a three-to-nineChorus x2Where the fuckin hood at, no ones fuckin with me nigga, fo real I am the hood, I am the you bitch ass niggaTake it how you want, motherfucker, I´m in the hood all dayI think I´m like the only nigga, dogThat can go to the projects, by his fuckin self and be goodYeah nigga, ask niggaz on When the last time they seen dog, motherfuckerDee, waah, ugh, Kato, where the hood at

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