I'm foreal this shit, this the remix (welcome to my hood) let's go, remix, remix, remix (Where ya hood at, ya hood at, where ya hood at)
Welcome to my hood, everybody know everybody and if I got it got it, ugh to my hood, look at all these old school Chevys, 24s so you know we roll heavy (YMCMB) Welcome to my hood, where gettin fly like a G6, and everybody know this is the remix Welcome to my hood, them boys will put you down on yo (woop, woop) that's the sound of the police in my hood
Everybody on the corner with the work & bangin in front of that liquor store Blowin cause I live life fast with this bottle full of yak I'm a sip it slow double when triple beams takeover Now holla cause Impalas got extreme makeovers Couches covered in plastic, babies all in the Now wear the wrong color and catch a Rodney King Kids hit switches, mamas is qoutin' scriptures While gettin head, more gums than baby pictures Cock my 40 glock and my partna bought a replica Now Asains sayin they don't keep no cash in register (hurry up and buy) We run red & blue lights to get that green But whoever got that white is winnin Charlie Sheen
Teddy pain, pain, bad man, bad man Mixed shots, boom boom boom boom bang Man we the best never the less, you we get it hot Fire flame flame, fire flame Put me on the track and I'm a really let a muthafucka feel it, when I do it, how I do it, 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, Florida president Me & DJ Khaled got these lookin hesitant So keep all that wackness out my ear, (phew phew) that's the sound of career in my hood
[Busta I hope you niggas got your ringside seats, cause whoopass season to a hood near you, everybody know what happen when you see me comin (BLACKA!) I be hurdlin & reguritatin & murderin everything gun shots bah bah bah bah bah bah bah know what it is, I'm comin to get it & others are blockin I'm runnin the hood and can top it You can it and you can search it On how a nigga come and it, impossible to stop it More fire, thunder, pain, I go and heed the villian, he's poppin Need a situation because the way I'm fuckin everything until I'm peepin it Why you do what you already know that I'm the king with it And, you don't wanna come behind me it bro Uggh, I killed this shit I ain't gotta rhyme no
Welcome to my hood where 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 killas and on the side of me I'm an anomoly to em, put em on We'll sock ya lip first for you touch us, he one kickin our brothas Much as I smoke the and model chicks that cut us And that love us, their enemies wanna touch us I'm a spit a as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are restin forever See a solid 4, I'm a put it on the fin Then you to never test, it'll be a category F5 Handle with automatic weapon so let's ride to the honeys, and everybody that runnin the north And they city from the westside
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 the gate written at the entrance violate A straight death sentence to live yuh must be great to be a snake kno repentance we coming at yuh with vengeance
[DJ Never slippin, I'm ballin, Puff on callin I see none of you p-ssies, f-ck that shit you be talkin Rep Miami the (Dade County), every hood and the projects And when I off my singles, I'm droppin one of my targets 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 in this bitch
Real real nigga numba 1, fly with my son I come uptown, G5 tommy gun Red everyday, hundred mil ready to spray out nigga, Bugatti with the paper plate Blowin on some good nigga, feelin good Stunna island, Me & on the wood 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 hear the glock and that thing pop on the 4 4 Posted up in same block, I'm in the drop top with that bank roll nigga, I'm out chere Can't a place I can't go round with my 50 grand And wonder what do that safe hold Middle them feds and that's why I pedge a part of my G code And them prosecutors, hustla count a sewer It's we the best forever, amke sure you the rumor bitch
Joe:] Good coke, hard ride in the bodyshop Only way to break them down is karate chops Niggas gettin right in front of the precinct Leave em like them Jordans, red dot I'm 15 I first startin coppin pies You 46 turnin blood, stop it 5 It's the only way to make it is supplyin things Hoop dreams dunkin over cars, let the choir
It's that black raw, black dawg pullin up on black home Compton that's my backyard, that's where I to get them sacks off But, now I got platinum in the back of the back And I'm back Dre again, Aftermath We the best, Me & Khaled, Dre & Em Detox, RED, that's to the back in the club with my hat to the back Nigga I'm so hood tho I'm livin good Niggas still in VIP strapped a gat a couple stacks then it back to the trap Couple in the back, red wheels on the lac Red rum, if you try it niggas it up now
They knockin packs off, lettin gats off Medicate, benefit scratch off's Savin every dime, tryna choke a And ain't sellin crack, they sellin coke & water Smokin or ya snortin, coppin all the Jordans Nothins more important, em if you can't afford em I'm gettin to the money, I need comma Some of em love the drama, than they love they mama
B:] Welcome to the land of the trill, where everybody walkin they hand on they steel And, a is a supply & demand any will You went outta line with the wrong man then get When ya if you will & damned if you won't Lotta sayin that they can but they don't boys sayin that they g's and they ain't Mess around, get layed in the paint do what you say, and say what you do For I come around ya hood, broad day with the They got them fists, AR's, and them twos 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, I'm a stop reppin PAT, forget it
Flocka Flame:] Welcome to Clayton county, my got surrounded Enemies drown me, but my hood still around me Rookie of the year, no cover Shawty 16 years old, with 4 mothas First rapper to jump off the stage on BET And, since Pac go to Hollywood to it street First rule to put T on the TV Everyday it's a on Grove street
[Outro: DJ Khaled - We the best forever, June 28th, it's gon be a hot