Lil Wayne I'm So Hood (Remix) Ft. Young Jeezy, Ludacris, Busta, Big Boi, Fat Joe, Birdman, Rick Ross & T-Pain Lyrics
            DJ Khaled
            We the best
            Who
            We n____
            We the best
            This the remix
            The I'm so hood remix
            I'm making more
        
            I'm so Hood
            Remix
            I where 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 (I 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 n____s 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
            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
            I run this god d___ money on me
            Pocket so fat it don't make no sense
            Wrist so clean don't need no tense
            Watch so bright I don't need no light
            And no where word don't need no mic
            n____s like yeah watch you get for show
            Some say yeah I used to get for the blow
            Sit em on the row n____ what I got to lose
            Put em in the van then talk about his shoes
            Do the speed limit n____ watch out for the light
            p____ x__ n____s gotta watch out for the dikes
            Seventeen fire yeah n____ I'm set
            Seventeen fire yeah n____ I'm in it
            And when we do it bad and when we do itgood
            I'm so I'm so mother f**king hood(luda, luda)
        
            [Verse 2: Ludacris]
            Everyone come equipped with bangers
            Throwing up our middle fingers
            And you know I don't slip so I gotta keep 10 in the clip and on in the chambers
            Better be walking with angels
            And never take candy from strangers
            Ludacris is stressed in stripe had to earn my stripes like I played with the Bengals
            I'm in the south homes going for the two point conversion
            I'm so hood that Ludacris should have been on the original version
            But this is the remix
            With the cheap tricks
            Hitting sweet licks
            And I cut the braids off with the waves and the fade that will make you sea sick
            See this is the way that we ball
            And this is the way 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 x__x I'm hood rich
            Coming around your hood b____
        
            [Chorus: T-Pain (Busta Rhymes)]
            I'm so hood (remix)
            And if you feel me put your hands up
            Hood
            My hood n____s can you feel me 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 b____es)
            I'm so hood
        
            [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
            See all i know is that i go and get my money
            Again and again
            top down
            Let the money blow in the wind
            The bad x__xx sitting in the passenger seat
            With the dooby wrapped head full of bobby pins
            You know I keep the thing when I'm watching the dialect
            Different from the slang of my talk
            Baby still living got a crack in front of another bad x__xx that will
            Boost for the spot
            I'm used to leaving the s___e last
            Hustling until the sun comes up getting cash
            So much bread in all of my coat pockets
            It looks like a n____ got clips with an a__
            And from the DNA in my blood
            n____s trying to lie
            Trying to do what I does
            And if the other n____ ain't really from the hood
            You can easily die
            From who that n____ was
            And even though I split a little rap
            Got n____s in the hood trying to sell the most crack
            Violating my city my n____ to do trying to spend a lot of money just to get your x__x back
            Yall n____s know where I'm from
            And I rap it to the fullest until the day that I'm done
            So hood where we live where my n____s sold drugs and they rich we rap in the sun
        
            [Verse: 4 Big Boi]
            Better smack sacks
            So hood like the Cadillac
            On the mint full of my babalance
            Call an ambulance
            To come and pick his x__ up because a n____ never had a chance
            They try to dance with a devil in the pale moonlight
            Advance on the level that they can't do right
            Lay hands on a fellow like a man and move lights
            Woop, woop
            Do it twice
            You're boy the B - I - G
            I'm nicer than mc in your top three
            You x__x he I x__x Swede
            Bust them things not you slap be
            Speed it up slow it down then screw it
            Don't bite the pole because I got that blew it
            Run through the crew or some whole other new s___
            Knew this x__xx 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 n____s can you feel me 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 deport
            You will need a hammer
            It go down like fraiser
            I ain't talking Kelsey grammer
            I be s___ting on your boys I need an alchocelzer
            Since I heard Plies I done brought the phantom back
            We ain't got me a 52 inch
            Made backs turn
            Eating like a big dog
            I'm so full, I'm so good
            I'm so straight, you so fake
            I'm so real, im so hood
        
            [Verse 6: Fat Joe]
            Yeah n____
            Welcome to the crack house
            I should own a McDonalds
            The way I bring the macks out
            I'm from the hood where every n____ lies
            flip a couple grams they tell ya they baking pie s___
            Still got my name carved in that central book and
            Gave that x__xx a scar and told her good lookin
            You s a crack baby that means your momma paid me
            You can't even blame it that's what the hood made me
        
            [Verse 7: Baby]
            Martin Luther King
            Man you ain't need no help from me
            Made that money with a triple beam
            Ride that choir or drugged a fiend
            Saints is my team that's what we breathe n____
            that's how we eat n____
            Get this money on the streets n____
            I got the street love
            Fox starts G blood
            Fly as a bird
            Got these eagles on my seat blood
            Then hit back where I'm stay
            Third world we get that cake
            Thirteen is where I lay
            shots off to MIA
        
            [Verse 8: Rick Ross]
            More money more problems
            Don't call me conceited
            Just call me the boss
            Always got watch you needed
            MIA you're so hot
            But my neck got the fever
            If ya sneezin get shot
            Don't play make em believe us
            I just bought me a ranch
            Watch the hundred stacks
            No those ain't 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
        
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