4.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
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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