歌曲 | Welcome To My Hood |
歌手 | Lil Wayne |
专辑 | Red State |
[T-Pain] | |
Welcome to my hood | |
(Where the hood at) | |
(Where the hood at) | |
Welcome to my hood | |
Everybody know everybody | |
And if I got it everybody got it | |
Welcome to my hood | |
Look at all these old school Chevy’s | |
24′s so you know we roll heavy | |
Welcome to my hood | |
They outside playing hopscotch | |
And every know this is the hot spot | |
Welcome to my hood | |
Them boys will put you down on your knees | |
(Woop, woop) That’s the sound of the police | |
In my hood | |
[Rick Ross] | |
Audemar on my wrist | |
Diamond, look like they glowing | |
50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing | |
Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin’ | |
Treat ‘em like jack boys, catch ‘em slippin’ then slay ‘em | |
Lord forgive me for my sins, | |
that’s my confessions if they put me in this benz | |
I got possession of a federal offence | |
I’m talking pressure in my criminal intent | |
So wear ya vest’s and I’m still gon’ stunt | |
Like it aint no tomorrow, f-ck ya house note n-gga | |
Blow that bitch on a bottle | |
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back | |
Tell you “we the best forever” DJ Khaled handle that | |
[T-Pain - Chorus] | |
[Plies] | |
I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga | |
I’m talkin’ Norieaga, n-gga, the real Norieaga | |
If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us | |
And tell congress when you see ‘em bitch I’m stealin’ cable | |
And leave the D-Boys alone ’cause they motivate us | |
And why is the half of my whole hood on papers | |
Some are on house arrest, some are on child support | |
Some of ‘em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court | |
Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note | |
Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo | |
I’m talking strip clubs, I’m talking liquor stores | |
We throw our money round here, but y’all can… | |
[T-Pain - Chorus] | |
[Lil Wayne] | |
Bitch I’m on probation, so my nerves bad | |
And they say time fly’s, well mine’s first class | |
I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets | |
I talk a lot of sh-t and practice what I preach | |
Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass | |
Pockets on Monique | |
Bitch I’m from the murder capital | |
Hoe, I’m far from practical | |
Shit happens and since I’m the shit, I’m who it happens to | |
Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I’m red hot | |
I don’t see nobody, see nobody like a head shot | |
All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out | |
Got it sewn up, check the thread count | |
[T-Pain - Chorus] |
TPain | |
Welcome to my hood | |
Where the hood at | |
Where the hood at | |
Welcome to my hood | |
Everybody know everybody | |
And if I got it everybody got it | |
Welcome to my hood | |
Look at all these old school Chevy' s | |
24 s so you know we roll heavy | |
Welcome to my hood | |
They outside playing hopscotch | |
And every know this is the hot spot | |
Welcome to my hood | |
Them boys will put you down on your knees | |
Woop, woop That' s the sound of the police | |
In my hood | |
Rick Ross | |
Audemar on my wrist | |
Diamond, look like they glowing | |
50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing | |
Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin' | |
Treat ' em like jack boys, catch ' em slippin' then slay ' em | |
Lord forgive me for my sins, | |
that' s my confessions if they put me in this benz | |
I got possession of a federal offence | |
I' m talking pressure in my criminal intent | |
So wear ya vest' s and I' m still gon' stunt | |
Like it aint no tomorrow, fck ya house note ngga | |
Blow that bitch on a bottle | |
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back | |
Tell you " we the best forever" DJ Khaled handle that | |
TPain Chorus | |
Plies | |
I know some nggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga | |
I' m talkin' Norieaga, ngga, the real Norieaga | |
If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us | |
And tell congress when you see ' em bitch I' m stealin' cable | |
And leave the DBoys alone ' cause they motivate us | |
And why is the half of my whole hood on papers | |
Some are on house arrest, some are on child support | |
Some of ' em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court | |
Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note | |
Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo | |
I' m talking strip clubs, I' m talking liquor stores | |
We throw our money round here, but y' all can | |
TPain Chorus | |
Lil Wayne | |
Bitch I' m on probation, so my nerves bad | |
And they say time fly' s, well mine' s first class | |
I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets | |
I talk a lot of sht and practice what I preach | |
Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass | |
Pockets on Monique | |
Bitch I' m from the murder capital | |
Hoe, I' m far from practical | |
Shit happens and since I' m the shit, I' m who it happens to | |
Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I' m red hot | |
I don' t see nobody, see nobody like a head shot | |
All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out | |
Got it sewn up, check the thread count | |
TPain Chorus |