Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To The Hood Remix

[Intro - DJ
I'm for real about this
the remix
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 Chevys 24?s so you we roll heavy
Welcome to my
they get fly like a G6
And know this is the remix
to my hood
Them boys put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That's the sound of the in my hood

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

2 - T-Pain]
Teddy Pain, Pain, bad man, bad man
shots, boom, boom, boom, boom, bang
Man we the best never the
You we get it hot
Fire flame, fire, fire
Put me on the track and I'm a really let a motherfucker it
I do it, how I do it, what I do
If a nigga really 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 got these haters looking hesitant
So keep all that out my ear
(Phew, phew, phew)
the sound of your career in my hood

[Verse 3 - Rhymes]
I hope you niggas got ringside seats
it's whoop ass season
Coming to a hood you
Everybody know happen when you see me coming (Blacka!)
I be hurdling and got you
And murdering gun shots
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
know what it is
I'm coming to get it and are blocking
I'm running the and nothing can top it
You can it and you can search it
On how a nigga come and unlock it, to stop it
fire, thunder, pain
I go and heed the villain, adrenaline popping
Need a situation
the way I'm fucking everything until I'm peeping it
Why you trying to do what you know that I'm the king with it
And, you don't to come behind me with it bro
Ugh, I killed this shit, I got to rhyme no more

4 - Twista]
Welcome to my
Where poor of faculty backing me
If you try attacking me, that could be when I eat them
Especially when I them
they see a bunch of killers and hustlers on the side of me
I'm an to them, put them on crutches
We'll sock lip first for you touch us
He one that's our brothers
Much as I the duchess and model chicks that cut us
And motherfuckers love us
enemies want to touch us
I'ma spit a as if it was a sin
Then the are resting forever
See a four, then I'm a put it on the fin
Then you to never test, it'll be a 'Category F5'
Handle military with automatic weapon so let's
Love to the honeys, and everybody that running the
And they whole city the Westside

5 - Mavado]
Welcome to the
Whe we nuh tek bad up big
mi hand and Hennessey inna mi cup
Yuh see the gal dem wi ve up is like sum
dem fat and grad up
Yuh a here mi when yuh the gate
Written at the entrance
A death sentence to live
Yuh must be to be a snake
repentance we coming at yuh with vengeance

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

7 - Birdman]
Real nigga one, hustle fly with my son
Come from uptown, G5, gun
Red flag everyday, mill' ready to spray
out nigga, Bugatti with the paper plates
Blowing on good nigga, feeling good nigga
Island, me and Khaled on the wood nigga
You understand? Shining I know we should
Birdman, YMCMB, you know we good

8 - Ace Hood]
Ace in this bitch hoe, kicking down in your front door
Knock, knock, you hear the Glock
And that pop on the .44
Posted on same block
I'm in the drop top with that bank
nigga, I'm out here
Can't name a I can't go
Riding around with my grand
And they wonder what do that safe
finger them FEDS
And that's what I pledge a of my G-code
And them prosecutors, hustler conisuer
It's We the forever
Make sure you spread the bitch

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

[Verse 10 - The
Yo, it's that black raw, black dog, pulling up on black home
Compton my backyard
That's where I used to get them 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 to the back
Step in the with my hat to the back
Nigga I'm so even though I'm living good
Niggas still in VIP strapped a gat
Drop a stacks then it back to the trap
hoes in the back, red wheels on the 'Lac
Red rum, if you try it, niggas Westside, it up now

[Verse 11 -
They knocking off, they letting gats off
Medicate, benefit cards, offs
Saving every dime, trying to a quarter
And they selling crack, they selling coke and water
Smoking or you're snorting, they all the Jordans
Nothings more important, steal if you can't afford them
I'm getting to the money, I need another
Some of them the drama
More they love they mama

12 - Bun B]
Welcome to the of the trill
Where everybody walking they hand on the steel
And a model is a supply and any will
You out of line with the wrong man then get killed
you damned if you will, damned if you won't
A lot of saying that they can but they don't
A lot of saying that they G's and they ain't
Mess around, get layed in the paint
Better do you say, and say what you do
For I come around hood, broad day with the crew
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 PAT, forget it

[Verse 13 - Waka Flame]
Welcome to Clayton County, my house got
The enemies trying to drown me, but my hood still me
of the year, no freshman cover
Shawty years old, with four baby mothers
rapper ever to jump off the stage on BET
And since Pac go to to keep it street
First rule to put on the TV
Everyday it's a on Grove Street

- DJ Khaled]
We the forever
June
going to be a hot summer