Del The Funky Homosapien — Hoodz Come in Dozens SD50 Remix

[Verse: Del the Funky Homosapien & Ice Cube] Thieves in the night, stick you in the alleyways They might cause fright, they stick you up for Bally suede shoes And in the news, and even on Geraldo You can choose who will lose a pair of shoes (Yup) word The ones with the Reebok Pumps get their rumps rearranged For their change now their down in the dumps (Yup) You spent two yards, to sport em on the first day of school And like a fool, you went out like the worst way (Sucker) They pulled out a tool, and asked you to remove them Quickly, I told em not to do it and they hit me (What?) in the mouth With the nine, I thought they was like kinfolk (Punk) I never thought crime would elevate up the Twin Oaks Way But hey, everybody is a victim Hoodz come in dozens, the magic word is (Stick 'em) When they spot you and they got you and you can't deal with 'em All because you spent two G's on your Boomin System Loud enough for the whole block to hear But now they caught you at the light and you're drownin' in your tears Punk you better raise your ass up out this car Come out off the car punk 'fore your ass gets blasted It never was your fault that your shit was expensive You shoulda bought a vault, and now I gotta mention that Hoodz come in dozens, read it in the papers Seems like everyone caught a little vapor (Yep) You can't escape em, so don't even plan it Gangsta Boogie fever has taken over planet Earth Now your life is worth a pair of Jordans? Now I wear Vans and my fans think I'm poor When I walk down the block, with money in my sock and shoe I hate you Mista Gangsta, 'cause everyone is mocking you Now I can't get no rest because you pests keep Killing little children like their sneakers are worth a million Bucks, it really is a bummer Someone tried to get me for a coat last summer (Dope coat, check it in, punk, haha) Damn Hoodz come in dozens so watch your back 'Cause they all on the attack and you'll never know When they'll show up, but when they do You better throw up your hands like a fan and surrender Nigga, don't be a pretender You ain't the Hulk, G Give up the cash and all the big bulky jewelry (All of it) (In broad daylight?) That's the plan, kid They don't even care if it's candid Because passerbys mind they own beeswax So they like steppin' to you like, "Yo, I'll take these, Black" Give up your cash and your jewels without a argument Otherwise you'll catch one between the eyes (Bank) Don't play hero, 'cause hero plus a bullet equals zero Give up your dough and cheerio old chap You didn't get a cap busted in your temple See, it's just that simple [Outro: Del the Funky Homosapien, Ice Cube, KRS-ONE sample] Remember that hoodz come in dozens You're goddamn right Hoodz come in dozens Like thieves in the night Hoodz come in dozens Punks runnin' out of sight So gimme them motherfuckin' Nikes (Criminal, criminal, criminal, criminal, criminal)