Where The Hood At?
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Intro
(Now I gotta deal with this shit)Ayy, yo, y'all niggas must be out your fuckin' mind (Yo, yo, old shitty-dick ass niggas)Thinking dog can't pull another motherfuckin' rabbit out the hat (Yo, y'all niggas is fucking dumb)Think I ain't got a trick up my motherfuckin' sleeve, you bitch-ass niggasFuck these niggas thinking?Y'all niggas thinkin' I'm doing, just sittin' around doin' nothin'?Oh my God, niggas can't be seriousChorus
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 thatWhere 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 thatPost-Chorus
Yo, yo (Yo, yo)Yo, yo (Yo, yo)Yo, yo (Yo, yo, yo, yo)Verse 1
Man, cats don't know (What?) what it's gon' beFuckin' with a nigga like meD 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 throw 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 broadsOnly 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 treeMan, I'll give y'all niggas the business for fuckin' with meIs you crazy?Chorus
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 thatWhere 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 thatPost-Chorus
Yo, yo (Yo, yo)Yo, yo (Yo, yo)Yo, yo (Yo, yo, yo, yo)Verse 2
Once it's on, I come through, guns is drawnBlam, blam, lungs is gone, sons will mournFrom dusk 'til dawn (Uh), night time belongs to the dogOn 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 patientsMore trips to ICU 'cause I see youTrying to get away with shit a real nigga wouldn't doWhere 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 howKnow that we gon' roll like them niggas and hit every block on the jobChorus
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 thatWhere 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 thatPost-Chorus
Yo, yo (Yo, yo)Yo, yo (Yo, yo)Yo, yo (Yo, yo, yo, yo)Verse 3
I get papes, do my crime, stomp niggas like grapes makin' wine (Yeah)Five CDs 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 wasteAnd 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 gunningI beat my dick and bust off in your eye so you can see me comin'Empty clips and shells are what I leave behindAnd if they get me with the joint, they'll hit me with a three-to-nineChorus
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 thatWhere 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 thatOutro
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 (Yo, Y.O.)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?)What the song means
This is a hard-hitting street anthem about loyalty, retaliation, and the bond between a man and the people from his neighborhood who back him up. It opens by mocking rivals who think he has run out of tricks, and it warns them that he always has one more move.
The chorus is the core of the song. Its repeated question about where the hood is works as a rallying call, asking where his crew is when trouble starts. Images of waiting in ambush, guns, and wolves turn the crew into a pack that hunts together. The verses escalate: they boast about violence, dominance, and showing no mercy to enemies, while the dog imagery stands for loyalty and aggression. The third verse becomes cruder and more confrontational, mixing boasts about crime with references to prison time.
By the outro, the message becomes about identity. He presents himself as the neighborhood itself, the streets personified, and ends by shouting out his crew. The mood stays tense and intimidating throughout, built on repetition and call-and-response, which pulls the listener into the role of someone answering the call.
Key phrases explained
- Where the hood at?
- Where's my neighborhood crew? — The central rallying cry, asking where loyal friends are when trouble starts.
- in the cut
- hiding, waiting in ambush — Describes someone lying in wait to attack unseen.
- where the wood at?
- where are the guns? — "Wood" is slang for firearms, used in the chorus call to arms.
- bust that
- fire a gun — Slang for shooting, used as a warning to act or get out of the way.
- creepin' through the fog
- sneaking around unseen — Describes the crew moving quietly and secretly toward their target.
Song info
- Release date
- 2003-08-05
- Album
- Grand Champ
- Written by
- Eriberio Serrano, Livin’ Proof, DMX
- Produced by
- Tuneheadz
- Samples
- Albert King – I’ll Play the Blues for You (Parts 1 & 2)
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