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INTERPRÉTATION
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Chant
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Chant
Plies
Plies
Chant
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Chant
T-Pain
T-Pain
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Paroles/Composition
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Composition
Johnny Mollings
Johnny Mollings
Paroles/Composition
Algernod Washington
Algernod Washington
Paroles/Composition
Bryan Stephen Johnson
Bryan Stephen Johnson
Paroles/Composition
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Paroles/Composition
Leonardo Mollings
Leonardo Mollings
Paroles/Composition
Mevin Riviere
Mevin Riviere
Paroles/Composition
T-Pain
T-Pain
Paroles/Composition
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Production
The Renegades
The Renegades
Production
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Ingénierie de prise de son
K-Lion Daniels
K-Lion Daniels
Ingénierie de prise de son
John Rivers
John Rivers
Ingénierie de prise de son
Edward "JewFro" Lidow
Edward "JewFro" Lidow
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Lu Diaz
Lu Diaz
Ingénierie de mixage
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation
DJ Nasty
DJ Nasty
Production
Javier Merino Valverde
Javier Merino Valverde
Ingénierie de prise de son
Michael “BANGER” Cadahia
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DJ Khaled Cash Money, Young Money We The Best, Khaled I got you Welcome to my hood Where the hood at? (Huh) Where the hood at? (Uh-huh) YMCMB (Rozay) Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it, everybody got it, oh Welcome to my hood Look at all these old school Chevy's 24's so you know we roll heavy, oh Welcome to my hood They outside playing hopscotch And everybody 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 Audemar on my wrist, diamonds look like they glowin' 50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowin' Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin' Treat them like jack boys, catch them slippin' then slay them Lord, forgive me for my sins That's my confessions, if they put me in this Benz I got possession of a federal offense I'm talkin' pressure in my criminal intent (Uh) So wear ya vests and I'm still gon' stunt like it ain't no tomorrow Fuck ya house note, nigga, blow that bitch on a bottle The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back Told you, We The Best forever, DJ Khaled handle that (Huh) Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it, everybody got it, oh Welcome to my hood Look at all these old school Chevy's 24's so you know we roll heavy, oh Welcome to my hood They outside playing hopscotch And everybody 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 I know some niggas from my hood that would rob Noriega I'm talkin' Noriega, nigga, the real Noriega If you ain't from the hood, bitch, then stop impersonatin' 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 of 'em on house arrest, some of 'em on child support Some of 'em did they bid, the other half waitin' to go to court Mr. Landlord, we gon' bust your ass with that eviction note Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo I'm talkin' strip clubs, I'm talkin' liquor stores We throwin' money 'round here, but y'all can Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody (Yeah) And if I got it, everybody got it, oh Welcome to my hood (Uh-huh) Look at all these old school Chevy's 24's so you know we roll heavy, oh (I got Mac in this bitch with me) Welcome to my hood (Scoob Doo in this bitch with me) They outside playing hopscotch And everybody know this is the hot spot Welcome to my hood Them boys will put you down on your knees Woop, woop (I'm goin' in) That's the sound of the police in my hood Bitch, I'm on probation, so my nerves bad And they say time flies, but mine's first class I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets I talk a lot of shit 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 happened to Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot I don't see nobody, see no body like a head shot All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out Got it sewed up, check the thread count Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody (Uh) And if I got it, everybody got it, oh (Young Mula baby) Welcome to my hood Look at all these old school Chevy's 24's so you know we roll heavy, oh (YMCMB) Welcome to my hood They outside playing hopscotch (Khaled I gotcha!) And everybody know this is the hot spot (Mama I got 'em) Welcome to my hood Them boys will put you down on your knees Woop, woop I say fuck the police in my hood
Writer(s): Faheem Rasheed Najm, William Leonard Roberts, Dwayne Carter, Algernod Lanier Washington, Johnny David Mollings, Leonardo V. Mollings, Khaled Mohammaed Khaled, Mevin Riviere, Bryan Stephen Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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