Dj Khaled - Welcome To My Hood (Remix) lyrics

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[Talking: DJ Khaled & T-Pain]

I'm foreal about this shit, this the remix (welcome to my hood), let's go, remix, remix, remix

(Where ya hood at, where ya hood at, where ya hood at)

[Chorus:]

Welcome to my hood, everybody know everybody and if I got it everybody got it (Ho)

Welcome to my hood, look at all these old school chevys, 24's so you know we roll heavy (YMCMB)

Welcome to my hood, where they gettin fly like 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 police in my hood

[Ludacris:]

Everybody on the corner with the work slangin & bangin in front of that liquor store

Blowin money cause I live life fast with this bottle full of yak I'm a sip it slow

Singles double when triple beams takeover

Now holla cause they impalas got extreme makeovers

Couches covered in plastic, babies all in the street

Now wear the wrong color and catch a Rodney King beatdown

Kids hit with switches, mamas is qoutin scriptures

While Ludas gettin head, more gums than baby pictures

Cock my 40 glock and my partna just bought a replica

Now Asains sayin they don't keep no cash in they register (hurry up and buy)

We run from red & blue lights to get that green

But whoever got that white is winnin like Charlie Sheen

[T-Pain:]

Teddy pain, teddy pain, bad man, bad man

Mixed shots, boom boom boom boom boom bang

Man we the best never the less, you know we get it hot

Fire flame flame, fire 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, what I do

If a nigga really wanna test (come and test), you can bet that I'm a eat em all day (fuck food)

850 what I represent, Tallahome Florida president

Me & DJ Khaled got these haters lookin hesitant

So keep all that wackness out my ear, (phew phew) that's the sound of your career in my hood

[Busta Rhymes:]

I hope you niggas got your ringside seats, cause it's whoopass season

Comin to a hood near you, everybody know what happen when you see me comin (BLACKA!)

I be hurdlin & gotcha reguritatin & murderin everything gun shots bah bah bah bah bah bah bah

Ya'll know what it is, I'm comin to get it & others are blockin

I'm runnin the hood and nothin can top it

You can google it and you can search it

On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible to stop it

More fire, thunder, pain, I go and heed the villian, he's adrenaline poppin

Need a medical situation because the way I'm fuckin everything until I'm peepin it

Why you tryna do what you already know that I'm the king with it

And, you don't wanna come behind me with it bro

Uggh, I killed this shit I ain't gotta rhyme no more

[Twista:]

Welcome to my hood where poor members of faculty backin me

If you wanna try or trackin me, that could be when I eat em

Especially when I beat em, when they see a bunch of killas and hustlas on the side of me

I'm more than honorly to em, put em on crutches

We'll sock ya lip first for you touch us, he one that's kickin our brothas

Much as I smoke the duchess and model chicks that cut us

And muthafuckas that love us, their enemies wanna touch us

I'm a spit a flow as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are restin forever

See a solid 4, then I'm a put it on the fin

Then you know to never test, it'll be a category F5

Handle military with automatic weapon so let's ride

Love to the honeys, and everybody that runnin the north

And they whole city from the westside

[Mavado:]

Come to the Gully's World, we gon'take my dock

(Mix Spirits), You'll see me mixin' hinisee up in my cup

You see the gal, wid da boobies and some Angels abduct

Then fucked ha 'n da front I am in - haha

When you pass the gate, written as the entrance

Violent, stripped and sentanced

To me it must me good becoz I spit no repentance

We coming at you wid vengance

[DJ Khaled:]

Never slippin, I'm ballin, Puff keep on callin

I don't see none of you pussies, fuck that shit you be taklin

Rep Miami the ghettos (Dade County), every hood and the projects

And when I drop off my singles, I'm droppin one of my targets

Lord forgive me for my sins, I gave you hits

I gave you "All I Do Is Win", I live this shit

And, we the best, it's no pretend

I touch a million, throwin hundreds in this bitch

[Birdman:]

Real real nigga numba 1, hustle fly with my son

Come from uptown, G5 tommy gun

Red flag everyday, hundred mil ready to spray

Swagged out nigga, Bugatti with the paper plate

Blowin on some good nigga, feelin good nigga

Stunna island, Me & Khaled on the wood nigga

You understand, shinin like I know we should

Birdman YMCMB we good nigga

[Ace Hood:]

Ace Hood in this bitch hoe, kickin down in yo front door

Knock 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 holdin with that bank roll

Young nigga, I'm out chere

Can't name a place I can't go

Ridin round with my 50 grand

And they wonder what do that safe hold

Middle finga them feds and that's why I pedge a part of my g code

And fuck them prosecutors, hustla count a sewer

It's we the best forever, mAke sure you spread the rumor bitch

[Fat Joe:]

Good coke, hard ride stashes in the bodyshop

Only way to break them bricks down is karate chops

Niggas gettin left right in front of the?

Leave em like them Jordans, red dot leakin

I'm 15 when I first startin coppin pies

You 46 just turnin blood, stop it 5

It's like the only way to make it is supplyin things

Who dreams dunkin over cars, let the choir sing

[Game:]

It's that black raw, black dawg pullin up on that black home

Compton that's my backyard, that's where I used to get them sacks off

But, now I got platinum plaques sittin in the back of the back

And I'm back with Dre again, Aftermath

We the best, Me & Khaled, Dre & Em

Detox red, that's back to the back

Step in the club with my hat to the back

Nigga I'm so hood even tho I'm livin good

Niggas still in VIP strapped with a gat

Drop a couple stacks then it back to the trap

Couple hoes in the back, red wheels on the lac

Red rum, if you try it niggas throw it up now

[Jadakiss:]

They knockin packs off, they lettin gats off

Medicate, benefit cards scratch offs

Savin every dime, tryna choke a quarter

And they ain't sellin crack, they sellin coke & water

Smokin or ya snortin, they coppin all the Jordans

Nothins more important, steal em if you can't afford em

I'm gettin to the money, I need another comma

Some of em love the drama, more than they love they mama

[Bun B:]

Welcome to the land of the trill, where everybody walkin with they hand on they steel

And, a model is a supply & demand any will

You went outta line with the wrong man then get killed

When ya damned if you will & damned if you don't

Lotta dudes sayin that they can but they won't

Lotta boys sayin that they g's and they ain't

Mess around, get layed down in the paint

Better do what you say, and say what you do

For I come around ya hood, broad day with the crew

They got them fists, AR's, AK's and them twos

And they will gladiate all day, what it do

R.I.P. to the trillest that did it, to my g's on lockdown

Stick with it, think I'm a stop reppin PAT, forget it

[Waka Flocka Flame:]

Welcome to Clayton county, my house got surrounded

Enemies tryna drown me, but my hood still around me

Rookie of the year, no freshman cover

Shawty 16 years old, with 4 baby mothas

First rapper ever to jump off the stage on BET

And, since Pac go to Hollywood to keep it street

First rule to put T watches on the TV

Everyday it's a party on Grove street

[Outro: DJ Khaled - talking]

We the best forever, it's gon be a hot summer

Thanks to ALQ for correcting these lyrics