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"I'm So Hood (Remix)"
[feat. T-Pain, Young Jeezy, Ludacris, Busta Rhymes, Big Boi, Lil Wayne, Fat Joe, Birdman and Rick Ross]


DJ Khaled
We the best
Who?
We nigga
We the best
This the remix
The I'm so hood remix
I'm making movies

I'm so Hood
Remix
I wear my pants below my waist (we always gonna be the best)
And I never dance when I'm in this place
Because you and your man is planning to hate (we run this man)
I'm so hood
And I got these gold up in my mouth
If you get closer to my house
Then you'll know what I'm talking about (I make hit records this is what I do)
(I'm of the)hood (This the remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up Hood(put em up, put em up, put em up)
My hood niggas can you feel me(I gave you we taking over)
I'm so hood
And It you're not from here you can walk it out
And you not hood if you don't know what I'm talking about
I'm so Hood(hey young jeezy)
(you got me we run this man we run this)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I'm so H to the double O-D
Walk roun' with dis goddamn money on me
Pocket so fat it don't make no sense
Whips so clean don't need no tints
Watch so bright I don't need no light
And know every word, I don't need no mic
Niggas like young what'cha get for a show
I tell 'em same thing I used to get for da blo
Put 'em on da road, nigga what I gotta loose
Put him in da vans, I ain't talkin bout his shoes
Do the speed limit nigga watch out for the light
Pussy ass niggas gotta watch out for the dikes
17.5 yeah nigga I said it
17.5 yeah nigga I meant it
And when we do it bad and when we do it good
I'm so I'm so mother f**king hood(see where I come from, luda, luda)

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Everybody come equipped with banga's
Throwing up our middle fingers
And you know I don't slip so I gotta keep 10 in the clip and 1 in the chamber
Better be walking with angels
And never take candy from strangers
Through the stress and strife had to earn my stripes like I played with the Bengals
I'm in the zone homes going for the two point conversion
I'm so hood that Ludacris shoulda been on the original version
But this is the remix
With the cheap tricks
Hitting sweet licks
And I cut the braids off but the waves in the fade will make you sea sick
See this is the way that we ball
And this is the way that we brawl
So put a fist in the air if you care
United we stand & divided we fall
When the south is in the house you better watch your mouth
Cause we on that hood shit I'm hood rich
Coming around your hood bitch
I swear I'm so hood

[Chorus: T-Pain (Busta Rhymes)]
I'm so hood (remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up
Hood
My hood of niggas can you stand up I'm so hood
And if you ain't from here you can walk it out (the king of the streets and the god of the hood)
You ain't hood if you don't know what I'm talking about (Busta bust bitches)
I'm so hood

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
See all I know is I gotta go and get my money
Again and again
Top down
Let the money blow in the wind
With a bad bitch sitting in the passenger seat
With the dooby wrapped head full of bobby pins
You know I keep dat thang when I walk
See the dialect different from the slang in my talk
Maybe still even got a crackhead for her to handle, another bad bitch that will
Boost for the spot
I'm used to leaving the strip last
Hustling until the sun comes up getting cash
So much bread in all of my coat pockets
It looks like a nigga got hips with a ass
And from the DNA in my blood
Niggas idolize me & try to do wat I does
And if the other nigga ain't really from the hood
You can easily die
And see who the fake nigga was
And even though I spit a little rap
Got Niggas in the hood trying to sell the most crack
Violate em I show dem niggas you do it just to make you spend a lot of money just to get your shit back
Ya'll niggas know where I'm from
And I rep it to the fullest till the day that I'm done
So hood where we live if a niggas sold drugs and he rich mama still proud of her son

[Verse: 4 Big Boi]
Daddy fat sacks
So hood like the Cadillac
On a man own from the brotherland
Call an ambulance
To come and pick that ass up cause a nigga never had a chance
They tryin to dance with the devil in the pale moonlight
Advance on the level that they can't do right
Lay hands on a fellow like the men in blue lights
Woot woot
Do it twice
You're boy the B - I - G
I'm nicer than mc in your top three
You cocky, I cock squeeze
Bust dem thang now u sloppy
Speed it up slow it down then screw it
Don't bite da flow cause I got dat fluid
Run through the crew or some whole other new shit
Knew this bitch we do this

[Chorus: T-Pain (Lil Wayne)]
I'm so hood (remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up
Hood
My hood niggas can you stand up I'm so hood
And if you ain't from here you can walk it out (Alright)
You ain't hood if you don't know what I'm talking about (Weezy)
I'm so hood

[Verse 5: Lil Wayne]
I'm so Hollygrove, New Orleans
(Lil Weezy-ana)
Home sweet home depot
You will need a hammer
It go down like fraiser
I ain't talking Kelsey grammer
I be shittin on your boys I need an alka-seltzer sammich [uhh]
Since I heard Plies I done brought the phantom back
And went & got me a fifty-two inch maybach
And I'm eating like a big dog
I'm so full
I'm so good
I'm so straight
U so fake
I'm so real
I'm so hood

[Verse 6: Fat Joe]
Yeah nigga
Welcome to the crack house
I should own a McDonalds
The way I bring the macks out
I'm from the hood where every nigga lies
Flip a couple grams they tell ya they baking pie [shit]
Still got my name carved in that central book and
Gave that pussy a scar and told her good lookin
Yous a crack baby that means your momma paid me
You can't even blame me that's what the hood made me

[Verse 7: Baby]
Martin Luther King
Calia, Magnolia, Melphamine
Gettin that money with a triple beam
We ride or cry or drug a fiend
Saints is my team that's what we breath nigga
That's how we eat nigga
Get this money on the streets nigga
VL my my street blood
Five star G blood
Fly as a bird
Got these eagles on my seat blood
Then head back where I stay
Third world we get that cake
Thirteen is where I lay
Shouts out to MIA

[Verse 8: Rick Ross]
More money more problems
Don't call me conceited
Just call me the boss
Always got watcha needed
MIA-O so hot
But my neck got the fever
If ya sneeze you get shot
Gun play make him believe us
I just bought me a ranch
Watch hundred stacks
Lotus and Rolex diamonds
What you done to that
You fools for gazing
My fools from Haiti
I move some daily
It's a movie baby
Hood

[Thanks to frank, dboimagic87, cami, JT, Markiesha Jones, JayLoC, blackkingz (lilraptor@comcast.net) for correcting these lyrics]

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