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Killah Priest
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Hood Nursery
You cheated Hood Nurseries You cheated I ain't playing with you no more Can't run that far What you mean you can't run that far? Nah let's play another game, stick your feet in Hood Nursery, let's count, I'm about to count I got my feet in Uh!, buzzing Ok, let me count It goes
It goes eeny, meeny, miny, moe Catch a dealer with his blow If he squeals we let 'em go Tax his silly, penny blow Niggas, spics, grab your nines Cops is rolling down our lines Sell your blow, get off the track Hide your doe and flush your crack Change your clothes, dump your gats Stay on your toes, watch your back And the officer picked this thug right over here One grenade, two bananas, three hammers, four Five vests, six bullets, now we want war In the inner-city bang-bang, he laid behind the fence Trying to blow his nine at sixteen Crips 'I'm hit, I'm hit' he yell to his clique But they're busy running so they finish off the clip Red rag, blue rag, one two three Pants sag, du-rag, guns on me Don't raid me, old lady Give me that money and then we're free
Hood Nurseries
You ain't, hey I don't wanna play no more You caught me man, you was me first Hood Nurseries Man I don't care Yo, nah man, let's play another game Hood Nurseries Ok, my feet is in, my feet is in Hood Nurseries Yo, we ain't gotta play with the feet Hood Nurseries Put your hands in, put your hands in I got another game, here it goes Hood Nurseries
Mirror, mirror on the wall; who was the livest of them all? What's this dude doing in my hood? Who did he shoot? Who was his war? Bodies laying, shotty's spraying Daddy is drinking, mommy is praying Caddy's, Lincolns, I'm up in the A.M. Streets is mayhem, cops is aiming at our playgrounds Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Looks like a grave now I'm out in a Greyhound Gotta escape this life in the cages With hundreds outrageous It's all about papers, going out of state 'cause Cop, thieves and hustlers, welfare in numbers That's all we play, that's all we know That's all we have, nah it's your God
Nah I'm not playing with you no more Hood Nurseries Ahhaha, yeah, yo we gotta make it out of this hood man Hood Nurseries Hood Nurseries These games are kinda making me scary Hood Nurseries
Paddywagon, paddywagon police man Coming down our block we ran fast as we can This young man lived in the slums Tired of living poor till he picked up his gun And went 'click-clack' 'Rat-at-tat' Hit the cop in his dome Now the officer is laying in the tombstone
Yo, I got another game, yo
Hood Nurseries Yo, listen y'all ever play Da-da-don't-shoot? Hood Nurseries Da-da-don't-shoot Let's play Hood Nurseries Well let's do it Play again Hood Nurseries We start of by playing freeze tag Hood Nursery Hood Nurseries But in the end you'll get a toe tag Hood Nurseries Let Priest tell it Hood Nurseries No you it, no you it Hood Nurseries Why is that cop looking at us like that? Hood Nurseries I don't know Hood Nurseries We can't play these games no more We getting older y'all We getting older We can't play these games no more Let's just stop
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