DMX - The Hood lyrics

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Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the streetdo y'all here me? <br>Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street<br><br>Beanie seagal<br><br>Beanie segal hit hard, and I'll wire ya jaw<br>Trademark niggas eyes, give them perminant scars<br>Twist backwards, never catch me rollin' cigars<br>Only cock and blow, dro out of perservative jars<br>On the block serving like I never heard of the law<br>Cops hit the spot fuck it, mad bro to bar<br>Fuck crack, flip powder, I ain't takin' a loss<br>Plus if I get snatched, it's less time for the song<br>I was been known to stroll the block, hold the glock<br>Blow dro, pick up doe, reload the spot<br>I'm the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammer<br>I'm the reason why smokers steal car antenna's<br>I get bricks, so you know I make big nicks<br>The size of chiclets, that make you pricks sick<br>While you try to profit, I just flip quick<br>Ya niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be quick<br><br>Infra red<br><br>Now when you wake upI'm wiping the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gun<br>Holding your son, smoking branson<br>Blowing smoke in your face, I want the ransom and some<br>His shit'll get the opposite of handsomei mean I got to come clean<br>I've done bagged up and served every fiend mc in the feds magazine<br>I'm what y'all haven't seeni swallow kerosene and piss out gassoline<br>Strike a match and burn the fucking scene<br>I'm no joker - I could blow you in the smoke<br>And make your man a second hand smoker.<br>I'm so vulgar - I'm sendin' niggas straight back to their maker<br>Broke, with a playstation for a cd player, see me player? <br>I don't even play that shiti just spit and have the whole hood sayin' my shit<br>Yall got a bible? well pray in that shit<br>While I smoke a scripture, reload, niggas come to rip ya<br><br>Nuchild<br><br>Peep the illest shit that I ever wrote<br>Gun up in your mouth, hands around your throatchoke nigga choke, I'm dope<br>Roll me up and smoke, on contactniggas react, and play me back<br>For doe, I'll murder ever nigga not on this track<br>I spit back, at any nigga claimin' he teflon<br>The best don? be the next nigga get stepped on<br>A sick dude, type to ask God you wanna battle? <br>I could care less, send me hell I like to travelafter waxin' him, I wax you<br>Smack you, clap you, and thats twoniggas I left lookin' like statues<br>I have to, bring it to these cowards that talk hard<br>Some jail shit? never even walked through a junk yardi thump hard<br>Make a nigga yell for crew quicka true bitch, eat a nigga up like a chew-stick<br>Too rich, is what I plan to be in the 9-9<br>Its all mine, fagots ride bench when it's crunch time<br>So bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opiumyou ethiopian<br>Willie niggas, we scoping 'em, and roping 'emdo a nigga rosewood style<br>Hangin' by his weak picture, callin' his moms and his child<br><br>Mysonne<br><br>Its mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palm<br>Poppin' niggas in their sleep so they die calm<br>Kill or be killed, thats the that I'm on<br>Its desparoto style, shooting at them side armI'm bomb, see I'm dope like heroin<br>And my guns got scopes, so they zero infrom here on in, know I fear no men<br>And mutherfuck shootin' five, here go ten<br>Know that if you start a problem, there's no end<br>You tough? fight death and be a hero then<br>Niggas call me poppiseed, I'll pop your seed<br>And move bricks on the block thats too hot to breath<br>I'm a real type of nigga, that cock and squeeze<br>Y'all them second guess fagots, that cock and freeze<br>So I fuck with real niggas, like the lox and d<br>And y'all niggas got problems, just watch and see<br><br>Drag-on<br><br>I'm the kid with the unlaced boots, but'll lace you<br>Leave a hole in your facial, the size of a bagel<br>All my bullets hit, never graze youif you never was shit, i'ma promise you this<br>I'ma front page you, i'ma young'n<br>The first one there, and the last one to get to running<br>Unless you tell me the cops coming<br>Cuz I like to feel assed out, so when they trap me I blast out<br>I'm quiet my gun gotta bad mouthi wake up with the mad south<br>You know how many chinks and jews drag's done dragged out, on a cash route? <br>Cuz when I walk in, stop the talking<br>I don't give a fuck if it's a nigga with a walkmani'ma put him in a coffin<br>Soon as I step inI'm runnin' up on the nigga with the thick lens<br>I'm tryin to get the benz with the thick rims<br>Double r, soon half of us'll goto jailthe rest? the studio, 16 bars to post bail