Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To My Hood Remix

{Talking: DJ & T-Pain]
I'm foreal about this shit, this the (welcome to my hood) let's go, remix, remix, remix
(Where ya hood at, where ya at, where ya hood at)

[Chorus:]
Welcome to my hood, know everybody and if I got it everybody got it, ugh
Welcome to my hood, at all these old school Chevys, 24s so you know we roll heavy (YMCMB)
Welcome to my hood, where they gettin fly a G6, and everybody know this is the remix
Welcome to my hood, them boys will put you down on yo knees (woop, woop) that's the sound of the police in my

[Ludacris:]
Everybody on the with the work slangin & bangin in front of that liquor store
Blowin money cause I live life fast with this bottle full of yak I'm a sip it
Singles double when beams takeover
Now holla cause they Impalas got makeovers
Couches covered in plastic, babies all in the
Now wear the wrong and catch a Rodney King beatdown
hit with switches, mamas is qoutin' scriptures
While Ludas gettin head, more gums than baby
Cock my 40 glock and my partna just a replica
Now Asains sayin don't keep no cash in they register (hurry up and buy)
We run from red & blue to get that green
But whoever got white is winnin like Charlie Sheen

[T-Pain:]
Teddy pain, pain, bad man, bad man
Mixed shots, boom boom boom boom bang
Man we the best the less, you know we get it hot
flame flame, fire fire flame
Put me on the track and I'm a let a muthafucka feel it, when I do it, how I do it, what I do
If a nigga wanna test (come and test), you can bet that I'm a eat em all day (fuck food)
850 what I represent, Tallahome Florida
Me & DJ Khaled got these haters hesitant
So keep all that wackness out my ear, (phew phew) that's the sound of your career in my

[Busta
I hope you niggas got your ringside seats, cause whoopass season
Comin to a hood near you, everybody know what happen you see me comin (BLACKA!)
I be & gotcha reguritatin & murderin everything gun shots bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
Ya'll what it is, I'm comin to get it & others are blockin
I'm the hood and nothin can top it
You can google it and you can it
On how a nigga come and unlock it, to stop it
More fire, thunder, pain, I go and the villian, he's adrenaline poppin
Need a medical situation because the way I'm everything until I'm peepin it
Why you tryna do you already know that I'm the king with it
And, you don't wanna come me with it bro
Uggh, I killed this shit I ain't gotta no more

[Twista:]
to my hood where poor members of faculty backin me
If you ever try me, that could be when I eat em
Especially when I beat em, when they see a bunch of and hustlas on the side of me
I'm an to em, put em on crutches
We'll sock ya lip first for you touch us, he one that's kickin our
Much as I smoke the duchess and chicks that cut us
And muthafuckas that love us, their enemies wanna us
I'm a spit a flow as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are forever
See a solid 4, I'm a put it on the fin
Then you know to never test, be a category F5
military with automatic weapon so let's ride
Love to the honeys, and that runnin the north
And they whole from the westside

[Mavado:]
well cum to the gully whe we nuh tek bad up big SPLIFF inna mi hand and HENNESSY inna mi cup yuh see the GAL dem wi ve up is like sum ANGEL abducted dem FAT and GRAD up yuh a here mi when yuh pass the gate written at the entrance A straight death sentence to live yuh must be great to be a snake kno repentance we coming at yuh with vengeance

[DJ
slippin, I'm ballin, Puff keep on callin
I don't see none of you p-ssies, f-ck that shit you be
Rep Miami the (Dade County), every hood and the projects
And when I drop off my singles, I'm droppin one of my
Lord forgive me for my sins, I gave you
I you "All I Do Is Win", I live this shit
And, we the best, no pretend
I touch a million, throwin hundreds in bitch

[Birdman:]
Real real nigga numba 1, fly with my son
I come uptown, G5 tommy gun
Red flag everyday, hundred mil to spray
out nigga, Bugatti with the paper plate
Blowin on some good nigga, feelin nigga
Stunna island, Me & Khaled on the nigga
You understand, shinin like I know we
YMCMB we good nigga

[Ace
Ace Hood in this bitch hoe, kickin in yo front door
Knock knock, you the glock cock and that thing pop on the 4 4
Posted up in same block, I'm in the drop top with that bank roll
Young nigga, I'm out
Can't name a I can't go
Ridin round with my 50
And they what do that safe hold
Middle finga them feds and that's why I pedge a part of my G
And fuck prosecutors, hustla count a sewer
It's we the best forever, amke sure you spread the rumor

[Fat
Good coke, hard ride stashes in the
Only way to break them bricks is karate chops
Niggas gettin left right in front of the
Leave em like them Jordans, red dot
I'm 15 when I first startin coppin
You 46 just blood, stop it 5
It's like the way to make it is supplyin things
Hoop dreams over cars, let the choir sing

[Game:]
It's that black raw, black dawg up on that black home
Compton that's my backyard, where I used to get them sacks off
But, now I got platinum in the back of the back
And I'm back with Dre again,
We the best, Me & Khaled, Dre & Em
Detox, RED, back to the back
Step in the club my hat to the back
Nigga I'm so hood even tho I'm good
Niggas in VIP strapped with a gat
Drop a couple stacks then it back to the
Couple hoes in the back, red on the lac
Red rum, if you try it throw it up now

[Jadakiss:]
They knockin packs off, lettin gats off
Medicate, benefit cards off's
every dime, tryna choke a quarter
And they sellin crack, they sellin coke & water
Smokin or ya snortin, they coppin all the
Nothins more important, em if you can't afford em
I'm gettin to the money, I need another
Some of em love the drama, more than they love mama

[Bun B:]
Welcome to the land of the trill, where everybody walkin they hand on they steel
And, a model is a supply & demand any
You went outta line with the wrong man then get
ya damned if you will & damned if you won't
Lotta dudes sayin that they can but don't
Lotta boys that they g's and they ain't
around, get layed down in the paint
Better do you say, and say what you do
For I come around ya hood, broad day with the
They got them fists, AR's, AK's and them
And they will all day, what it do
R.I.P. to the trillest that did it, to my g's on
Stick with it, think I'm a stop reppin PAT, it

[Waka Flame:]
to Clayton county, my house got surrounded
Enemies tryna drown me, but my still around me
of the year, no freshman cover
Shawty 16 years old, with 4 mothas
First rapper to jump off the stage on BET
And, since Pac go to to keep it street
rule to put T watches on the TV
Everyday a party on Grove street

[Outro: DJ - talking]
We the best forever, June 28th, it's gon be a hot