Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To The Hood Remix

[Intro - DJ
I'm for real about shit
This the
go

[Chorus -
to my hood, everybody know everybody
And if I got it got it, ugh
Welcome to my
Look at all these old school 24?s so you know we roll heavy
to my hood
Where they get fly a G6
And everybody this is the remix
Welcome to my
Them will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) the sound of the police in my hood

1 - Ludacris]
Everybody on the with the work
and banging in front of that liquor store
Blowing money because I live life
But this full of yak, I'ma sip it slow
Singles double triple beams take over
Now holler these Impalas got extreme makeovers
Couches in plastic, babies all in the street now
Wear the wrong color and a Rodney King beat down
Kids hit with switches, mamas is quoting
While Luda's getting head, more gums than baby
Cock my 40 Glock, and my partner just bought a
Now Asians saying they don't keep no cash in register
We run from red and blue lights to get the
But whoever got that is winning like Charlie Sheen

[Verse 2 -
Pain, Teddy Pain, bad man, bad man
Make shots, boom, boom, boom, boom,
Man we the never the less
You we get it hot
flame, fire, fire flame
Put me on the track and I'm a really let a feel it
When I do it, how I do it, I do
If a nigga want to test (Come and test)
You can bet I'm a eat them all day (fuck food)
850 what I represent, Tallahome, Florida
Me and DJ Khaled got haters looking hesitant
So keep all that out my ear
(Phew, phew, phew)
That's the sound of your in my hood

[Verse 3 - Busta
I you niggas got your ringside seats
Because it's whoop ass
to a hood near you
Everybody know happen when you see me coming (Blacka!)
I be and got you regurgitating
And everything gun shots
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
know what it is
I'm to get it and others are blocking
I'm the hood and nothing can top it
You can Google it and you can it
On how a nigga come and unlock it, to stop it
fire, thunder, pain
I go and heed the villain, he's popping
Need a situation
Because the way I'm fucking everything until I'm it
Why you trying to do you already know that I'm the king with it
And, you don't want to behind me with it bro
Ugh, I killed this shit, I ain't got to no more

[Verse 4 -
to my hood
Where members of faculty backing me
If you ever try attacking me, that could be I eat them
Especially when I them
they see a bunch of killers and hustlers on the side of me
I'm an anomaly to them, put on crutches
We'll your lip first for you touch us
He one that's our brothers
Much as I smoke the duchess and chicks that cut us
And motherfuckers that us
enemies want to touch us
I'ma spit a as if it was a sin
the gangsters are resting forever
See a solid four, I'm a put it on the fin
Then you know to test, it'll be a 'Category F5'
Handle military with weapon so let's ride
Love to the honeys, and everybody running the north
And whole city from the Westside

[Verse 5 -
to the gully
Whe we nuh tek bad up big
mi hand and Hennessey inna mi cup
Yuh see the gal dem wi ve up is sum angel
Abducted dem fat and up
Yuh a mi when yuh pass the gate
at the entrance violate
A straight death to live
Yuh must be great to be a
repentance we coming at yuh with vengeance

[Verse 6 - DJ
Never slipping, I'm balling, Puff keep on
I don't see none of you
Fuck that you be talking
Rep the ghettos (Dade County)
hood and the projects
And when I drop off my
I'm one of my targets
Lord forgive me for my sins, I you hits
I gave you "All I Do Is Win", I this shit
And We the Best, no pretend
I a million, throwing hundreds in this bitch

[Verse 7 -
Real nigga one, hustle fly with my son
Come uptown, G5, Tommy gun
Red flag everyday, hundred mill' ready to
Swagged out nigga, Bugatti with the paper
on some good nigga, feeling good nigga
Stunner Island, me and Khaled on the nigga
You understand? Shining like I we should
Birdman, YMCMB, you know we good

[Verse 8 - Ace
Ace in this bitch hoe, kicking down in your front door
Knock, knock, you hear the cock
And that pop on the .44
Posted on that block
I'm in the top with that bank roll
nigga, I'm out here
Can't name a place I go
Riding with my fifty grand
And they what do that safe hold
Middle them FEDS
And that's I pledge a part of my G-code
And fuck prosecutors, hustler conisuer
It's We the forever
Make sure you spread the rumor

[Verse 9 - Fat
coke, hard rock, stashed in the body shop
Only way to break them down is karate chops
Niggas left right in front of the Marble Precinct
them like them Jordans, red dot, leaking
I'm fifteen when I first copping pies
You six just turning blood, stop at five
It's like the only way to make it is supplying
Hoop dreams, dunking cars, let the choir sing

[Verse 10 - The
Yo, it's black raw, black dog, pulling up on that black home
Compton my backyard
That's I used to get them sacks off
But now I got platinum plaques in the back of the
And I'm back Dre again
Aftermath, We the Best, me and Khaled, Dre and Em
Detox, 'Red', that's back to the
Step in the club my hat to the back
Nigga I'm so even though I'm living good
Niggas still in VIP with a gat
Drop a couple stacks then it to the trap
Couple hoes in the back, red wheels on the
Red rum, if you try it, niggas Westside, it up now

[Verse 11 -
knocking packs off, they letting gats off
Medicate, cards, scratch offs
Saving every dime, trying to choke a
And they ain't crack, they selling coke and water
Smoking or you're snorting, they copping all the
more important, steal them if you can't afford them
I'm getting to the money, I another comma
of them love the drama
More than they love mama

12 - Bun B]
Welcome to the land of the
Where everybody walking with they on the steel
And a model is a supply and demand any
You went out of line with the man then get killed
When you if you will, damned if you won't
A lot of dudes saying they can but they don't
A lot of saying that they G's and they ain't
Mess around, get layed down in the
Better do you say, and say what you do
For I come around your hood, broad day the crew
They got them fists, AR's, AK's and twos
And they gladiate 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 repping PAT, it

[Verse 13 - Waka Flocka
Welcome to Clayton County, my got surrounded
The enemies trying to drown me, but my hood still me
Rookie of the year, no cover
sixteen years old, with four baby mothers
First rapper ever to off the stage on BET
And since Pac go to Hollywood to keep it
First to put T-Watches on the TV
Everyday it's a on Grove Street

[Outro - DJ
We the Best
June
It's to be a hot summer