Singer: DMX
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Song: Hood Blues
DMX - Hood Blues Lyrics (LRC) (04:36-276-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:10.90]I'm in the hood (Ah), eighty K house, million dollar neck (Uh-huh, ah)
[00:14.90]Shot off two hundred rounds, niggas know where we at (Brr, brr, yeah)
[00:18.00]My coke be the best, talk no steps (Uh-huh, ah)
[00:21.20]Headshot took off his whole left (Boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)
[00:24.40]Margiela kicks, Margiela sweats
[00:27.10]I'm on the yard doin' burpees, me, Drop and Fresh (Ah)
[00:29.80]My shooter layin' low, he got a new body (Boo-boo-boo- boom, Uh, uh, uh, uh)
[00:33.70]I spray the Tesla X, you need a new body (Skrrt)
[00:36.20]Fifty K, got my bitch a new body (Ah)
[00:38.80]You internet niggas, y'all punani (Rrr, ah)
[00:41.90]The Ace of Spades sipper, yay dealer
[00:44.90]Pray five times a day, get on the wave, nigga (Ayy, ayy, ah)
[00:47.80]Baddest bitch you ever seen doin' my braids, nigga (Rrr)
[00:50.70]The Tech echo like it got delays, nigga (Damn)
[00:53.70]Your shit ain't shit, get out the way, nigga (Uh huh)
[00:56.70]New Yeezys, only me and Ye with 'em (Yeah, ah)
[00:59.80]Pay attention (Uh), four on the baby come back then leave seven (Uh, uh)
[01:05.30]Guarantee into the rec' yard, I got the weapon (Ow, ah)
[01:08.80]The Butcher comin', nigga (Yo, uh, come on)
[01:11.30]You know how I rock, six figures off Zaza (Uh-huh)
[01:14.00]Come and spend at my shop (Uh-huh), I turn your hood to a hotspot (Uh-huh)
[01:17.10]Every game I feel like I'm Dame without a stopwatch (Uh-huh)
[01:19.80]Shootin' before the shot clock, Griselda got the top spot (Oh)
[01:22.80]Locked down like a pawn shop, nigga (Yeah), I'm thinkin', "Why not?" (Uh-huh)
[01:26.10]I gave my life to the game, but what do I got?
[01:28.80]Father these niggas, how? I don't even know my pops (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[01:31.80]This flip phone that I got don't connect to the WiFi
[01:34.70]Uh-huh, this new foreign shit with the wood on the door (Rrr)
[01:38.00]Got me beefin' with some niggas I could've put on (Rrr, that's fucked up)
[01:40.80]They make up lies and put 'em in songs (They do, yeah)
[01:43.50]I pull up to lots, cop, and down the block hear me pull in the yard (Skrrt)
[01:46.80]Yeah, prayin' with my dirty hands (With my dirty hands)
[01:48.90]I did dirt and scammed, I'm askin' God "Do I deserve these bands?" (Do I deserve these bands?)
[01:53.10]And we from murder land, eastside shit
[01:55.30]Jeans PURPLE BRAND (Ah), ridin' in the GLE, the turtle van (Talk to 'em, ah)
[01:58.80]Ah, look, you throwin' shots? You better be precise (Uh-huh)
[02:01.60]If I only squeeze it twice, that's me bein' polite (Okay, facts)
[02:04.60]We was in the trenches, nigga, four chicken wings and rice (Yeah)
[02:07.30]The shooter fourteen (Yeah), can't read or write, but he gon' squeeze his pipe (What?)
[02:10.50]We was tryna sell a key a night
[02:12.60]'Cause Nas said a G at night wasn't good enough, and he was right (Talk to 'em)
[02:16.50]They mad I'm rich, the same niggas that wouldn't see my plight (Spit that shit)
[02:19.40]The Nets playin', I'm ridin' to the game with KD tonight, yeah (What up, nigga? Rrr)
[02:23.20]Machine bitch, every beat I body (Ah)
[02:25.30]My nigga on his way home, he just beat a body (Beat a body)
[02:28.30]Every time I leave the house, I got the steamer by me (I got it on me, uh, uh, uh)
[02:31.40]My jacket a one of none, you never seen it probably (Woo, hah)
[02:34.20]I took some cheddar out the vault to pay the lawyer for my man
[02:37.30]Weapon possession and felony assault (You good, nigga? What?)
[02:39.60]Whippin' up at Unc house, he keep the resi' off the fork (Keep that)
[02:42.60]I'm Kyrie hittin' niggas with the hezy on the court, look (Woo)
[02:45.90]I reached the point niggas never would've thought (Ah)
[02:48.70]'Cause every time I drop somethin' I don't never get support (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[02:52.00]FN MAC shots severin' your corpse
[02:54.50]You never could extort me, my heart cold as February 4th (What? Talk to 'em)
[02:57.40]They hate to see me win, I'm not su...........
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