DMX – Where The Hood At

Where The Hood At is another melodious and intriguing record created by a talented and renowned rapper called, DMX.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Grand Champ” was officially released on 16 September 2003.

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LYRICS

Ayo, y’all niggas must be out your fuckin’ mind

Thinkin’ dog can’t pull another motherfuckin’ rabbit out the hat

Nigga, I ain’t gotta check out my motherfuckin’ sleeves

You bitch-ass niggas, fuck is y’all niggas

Y’all niggas just thinkin’ I’m sittin’ around doin’ nothin’?

Oh my God, y’all 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

Man, cats don’t know what it’s gonna be

Fuckin’ with a nigga like me

D to the M to the X

Last I heard, y’all niggas was havin’ sex with the same sex

I show no love to homo thugs

Empty out, reload and throw mo’ slugs

How you gonna explain fuckin’ a man?

Even if we squash the beef, I ain’t touchin’ your hand

I don’t fuck with chumps

For those who been to jail, that’s the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps

I don’t fuck with niggas 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 niggas the bidness 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

Once it’s on, I come through, guns is drawn

Blam blam, lungs are gone, sons will mourn

From dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dog

On the street past midnight, look for ’em in the morgue

Don’t play with these cats

‘Cause I ain’t got nothin’ to say to these cats

For the mothers that really do love ’em, please pray for these cats

‘Cause I know niggas is hard-headed but I ain’t got the patience

Don’t want me havin’ no patience turn into more patients

More trips to ICU ’cause I see you

Tryna get away with shit a real nigga wouldn’t do

Where my dogs at? (Right here!)

See them niggas? (Right where?!)

Get ’em boy! (Right there!)

That’s how we do (Alright 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 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

I get tapes doin’ times, stomp niggas like grapes makin’ wine

Five CD’s with mad rhymes

Don’t hit me with that positive shit, I know you lyin’

You really wanna stop niggas from dyin’? Stop niggas from tryin’

‘Cause I ain’t really got that time to waste

And I thought I told you to get these fuckin’ bums out my face

Lookin’ at you in your grill, I might be nice to cut

Once I split your ass in two, you’ll be twice as butt

Yeah, you right, I know your style: pussy, ’cause I’m fuckin’ it

Since we all right here, you hold my dick while he suckin’ it

Motherfucker, don’t you know you’ll never come near me?

Shove your head up your ass, have you seein’ shit clearly

Never heard that D be runnin’, because D be gunnin’

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 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

Where the fuckin’ hood at?!

No one’s fuckin’ with me, nigga, for real

I am the hood, I am the streets

You bitch-ass nigga!

Take it how you want, motherfucker

I’m in the hood all day

I think I’m like the only nigga, dog, that can go to the projects

(School Street, Home of the Brave)

By his fuckin’ self and be good

Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my projects (Y.O.)

When the last time they seen dog (Not too long ago, baby)

Motherfucker!

Dee, waah, ugh… (Y’all niggas is homeless)

Kato… (Where the hood at?)