[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 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]. [Plies]. 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