WHERE THE FUCKIN' HOOD AT?
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Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn
Lungs is gone, sons will mourn
From dusk 'til dawn, night time belongs to the dog
When the street passes midnight? Look for 'em in the morgue
Won'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 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 cuz I see you
Try'n'a get away wit' shit a real nigga wouldn't do
Where my dogs at?
See them niggas?
GET EM BOY!
That's how we do
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
YO! Where we at baby?
(CREEPIN' THROUGH THE FOG!)
A'ight, from then 'til now, don't ask me how
Know that we gon' roll like them niggas and hit every block on the job