I'm foreal about shit, this the remix (welcome to my hood) let's go, remix, remix, remix (Where ya hood at, where ya hood at, where ya at)
Welcome to my hood, everybody everybody and if I got it everybody 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 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 in my hood
Everybody on the corner with the work slangin & 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 covered in plastic, babies all in the street Now the wrong color and catch a Rodney King beatdown Kids hit with switches, mamas is qoutin' While Ludas gettin head, more gums baby pictures Cock my 40 glock and my partna just a replica Now sayin they don't keep no cash in they register (hurry up and buy) We run from red & lights to get that green But whoever got that white is winnin like Charlie
Teddy pain, pain, bad man, bad man Mixed shots, boom boom boom boom bang Man we the never the less, you know we get it hot Fire flame flame, 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 really wanna test (come and test), you can bet that I'm a eat em all day (fuck food) 850 I represent, Tallahome Florida president Me & DJ Khaled got these haters lookin So keep all that wackness out my ear, (phew phew) that's the sound of your in my hood
Rhymes:] I hope you niggas got your ringside seats, it's whoopass season Comin to a hood near you, everybody know what happen when you see me (BLACKA!) I be hurdlin & gotcha reguritatin & murderin 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 and nothin can top it You can google it and you can it On how a nigga and unlock it, impossible to stop it More fire, thunder, pain, I go and heed the villian, he's poppin a medical situation because the way I'm fuckin everything until I'm peepin it Why you tryna do what you know that I'm the king with it And, you don't come behind me with it bro Uggh, I killed this I ain't gotta rhyme no more
Welcome to my hood where poor of faculty backin me If you ever try me, that could be when I eat em Especially when I beat em, they see a bunch of killas and hustlas on the side of me I'm an to em, put em on crutches We'll ya lip first for you touch us, he one that's kickin our brothas Much as I smoke the duchess and model that cut us And muthafuckas that love us, their wanna touch us I'm a a flow as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are restin forever See a 4, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know to never test, be a category F5 Handle military with automatic weapon so let's Love to the honeys, and everybody runnin the north And they whole city from the
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 violate A straight death sentence to 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, that shit you be talkin Rep Miami the ghettos (Dade County), every and the projects And when I drop off my singles, I'm droppin one of my Lord me for my sins, I gave you hits I gave you "All I Do Is Win", I live shit And, we the best, no pretend I touch a million, throwin in this bitch
Real real nigga numba 1, hustle fly my son I from uptown, G5 tommy gun Red flag everyday, mil ready to spray Swagged out nigga, with the paper plate Blowin on good nigga, feelin good nigga Stunna island, Me & Khaled on the wood You understand, shinin like I know we YMCMB we good nigga
[Ace Ace Hood in this bitch hoe, down in yo front door knock, you hear the glock cock and that thing pop on the 4 4 Posted up in that same block, I'm in the drop top with that bank Young nigga, I'm out name a place I can't go Ridin round my 50 grand And they wonder do that safe hold Middle finga them feds and that's why I 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 stashes in the way to break them bricks down is karate chops Niggas left right in front of the precinct Leave em like Jordans, red dot leakin I'm 15 when I first coppin pies You 46 just turnin blood, it 5 It's like the only way to make it is things Hoop dreams over cars, let the choir sing
It's that raw, black dawg pullin up on that black home Compton that's my backyard, that's where I used to get sacks off But, now I got platinum plaques in the back of the And I'm with Dre again, Aftermath We the best, Me & Khaled, Dre & Em Detox, RED, that's to the back Step in the with my hat to the back I'm so hood even tho I'm livin good Niggas still in VIP 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
They knockin packs off, lettin gats off Medicate, benefit scratch off's Savin every dime, tryna a quarter And they ain't sellin crack, they sellin coke & Smokin or ya snortin, coppin all the Jordans Nothins important, steal em if you can't afford em I'm gettin to the money, I need comma of em love the drama, more than they love they mama
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 get killed When ya if you will & damned if you won't Lotta dudes sayin that can but they don't Lotta sayin that they g's and they ain't Mess around, get down in the paint Better do what you say, and say you do For I come around ya hood, broad day with the got them fists, AR's, AK's and them twos And they gladiate all day, what it do R.I.P. to the trillest did it, to my g's on lockdown with it, think I'm a stop reppin PAT, forget it
[Waka Flame:] to Clayton county, my house got surrounded Enemies tryna me, but my hood still around me Rookie of the year, no freshman 16 years old, with 4 baby mothas First ever to jump off the stage on BET And, Pac go to Hollywood to keep it street First to put T watches on the TV Everyday a party on Grove street
DJ Khaled - talking] We the forever, June 28th, it's gon be a hot summa