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Black Wall Street Journal, Vol. 1


Artist: Game
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 11
Year: 2008

Welcome To My Hood Lyrics - Black Wall Street Journal, Vol. 1 - Game

"Welcome To My Hood" 

(feat. Rick Ross, Plies, Lil Wayne, 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 

 

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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 

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, fuck ya house note nigga 

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 

 

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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 

I know some niggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga 

I'm talkin' Norieaga, nigga, the real Norieaga 

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. 

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 

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 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 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 

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 

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