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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Khaled
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Plies
Vocals
Rick Ross
Vocals
T-Pain
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Khaled
Songwriter
Lil Wayne
Composer
Johnny Mollings
Songwriter
Algernod Washington
Songwriter
Bryan Stephen Johnson
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Leonardo Mollings
Songwriter
Mevin Riviere
Songwriter
T-Pain
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Khaled
Producer
The Renegades
Producer
Ben Diehl
Recording Engineer
K-Lion Daniels
Recording Engineer
John Rivers
Recording Engineer
Edward "JewFro" Lidow
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lu Diaz
Mixing Engineer
Derek Garcia
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
DJ Nasty
Producer
Javier Merino Valverde
Recording Engineer
Michael “BANGER” Cadahia
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
DJ Khaled
Cash money, Young money
We the best
Khaled, I got ya
Welcome to my hood
Where the hood at?
Where the hood at? (YMCMB)
(Rozay)
[Verse 2]
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it, everybody got it, uh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
Twenty-four's, so you know we roll heavy, uh
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And everybody know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
Them boys'll put you down on yo knees
(Woop, woop)
That's the sound of the police in my hood
[Verse 3]
Audemar on my wrist
Diamonds look like they glowin'
Fifty stacks, all singles, i make it look like it's snowin'
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 confession if they put me in this Benz
I got possession of a federal offense
I'm taking pressure in my criminal intent, huh
So wear ya vests and i'm still gon' stunt
Like it ain't no tomorrow
Fuck ya house note, ****
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
[Verse 4]
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it, everybody got it, uh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
Twenty-four's, so you know we roll heavy, uh
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And everybody know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
Them boys'll put you down on yo knees
(Woop, woop)
That's the sound of the police in my hood
[Verse 5]
I know some **** from my hood that woulda rob Noriega
I'm talkin' Noriega, ****, the real Noriega
If you ain't from the hood, bitch
Then stop impersonating us
And tell your congress when you see 'em
Bitch, I'm stealin' cable
And leave d-boys alone
'Cause they motivate us
And why is it 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 waiting to go to court
Mister landlord, we gon' bust yo ass
For that eviction note
Better have the police with yo dog
If you came to repo'
I'm talkin' strip clubs
I'm talkin' liquor stores
We throw our money 'round here
But ya'll can
[Verse 6]
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it, everybody got it, uh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
Twenty-four's, so you know we roll heavy, uh
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And everybody know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
Them boys'll put you down on yo knees
(Woop, woop)
That's the sound of the police in my hood
[Verse 7]
Bitch, I'm on probation
So my nerves bad
And they say time flies
Well mine's first class
I landed in the sky
I fell from the streets
I talk a lotta shit and practice what I preach
Back from Hell, cell twenty-three
Tell the warden, Kiss my ass
Pockets on Monique
Bitch, I'm from the murder capital
Ho, 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
[Verse 8]
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it, everybody got it, uh (Young mula, baby)
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy's
Twenty-four's, so you know we roll heavy, uh (YMCMB)
Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch (Khaled, I got ya)
And everybody know this is the hot spot (Mama, I got 'em)
Welcome to my hood
Them boys'll put you down on yo knees
(Woop, woop)
I say fuck the
Police in my hood
Written by: A. Washington, D. Carter, DJ Khaled, F. Najm, Johnny Mollings, Lil Wayne, William Roberts