[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