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    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 ain't 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]

    I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Noriega
    I?m talkin? Noriega, n-gga, the real Noriega
    If you ain't 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]

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