I'm for real about this ***. This the remix. Let's go. Remix. Remix. Remix. Welcome to my hood. Everybody know everybody. And if I got it, everybody got it on. Welcome to my hood. Look at all these old school chefs. It's 24. So you know we roll heavy on. Welcome to my hood. We take it down like a G6. And everybody know this is the remix. Welcome to my hood. Come on, we're gonna put you down on your knees. We the best music. I feel like I'm one of the police in my hood. Everybody on the corner with the works. Slangin' and bangin' in front of that liquor store. Blowing money cause I live life fast. On this bottle full of yak, I'ma sip this slow. Singles double when triple beams take over. Now holla cause these Impalas got extreme makeovers. Couch is covered in plastic. Babies all in the streets now. Wear the wrong color, catch a Rodney King beatdown. Kids hit with switches. Mamas is quoting scriptures. While looters getting head, more gums than baby pictures. My four-day Glock and my partner just bought a replica. Now Asians saying they don't keep no cash and they ratchet. We run from red and blue lights to get the green. But whoever got that white is winning like Charlie Sheen. Danny Pain. Batman. Mixed shot. Boom, boom, boom, boom. Man, we the best after the last ***. Now we get a hot fire. Put me on the track and I'ma really let a motherfuckin' feel it. When I do it, I'ma do it what I do. If a nigga really wanna tap, tell me tap. You can bet that I'ma eat him all day. 8-5-0, what a representation. Tell the whole floor, the president. Me and DJ Khaled got these haters looking hesitant. So keep all of that wackness out my ear. That's the sound of your career in my home. I hope you niggas got your ringside seats. Cause it's whoop-ass season. Coming to a hood near you. Everybody know what happen when you see me coming. I be hurtling and got you regurgitating and murdering everything. Gold shot. Y'all know what it is. I'm coming to get it and nothing can block it. I'm running the hood, nigga. Nothing can top it and you can Google it and you can search it. How a nigga come and unlock it. Impossible for you to stop it. I don't need a better nigga. I need you to probably need a medical situation. Because of when you're *** everything up to the people. Why you trying to do what you already know that I'm the king with it. And you don't wanna come and hire me with it, bro. I killed this ***. I ain't gotta rhyme no more. Welcome to my hood. Welcome to my hood. My boy, members of faculty backing me. If you ever try to attack me, that can be when I eat him. Especially when I beat him. When you see a bunch of killers and hustlers on the side of me. I'm an anomaly to them. Put them on crutches. We're sucking their verses. Such as the one that's kicking the ruckus. Much as I smoke a dutchess and model bitches. They cut us and motherfuckers. They love us. Their enemies wanna touch us. I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin. Then the gangsters oppress them. If I ever see a solid phone, put it on a pin. Then you know they never trust them. It'll be a category F-5. Get a military with automatic weapons. So let's ride. Love to the Hunnids and everybody that running them. North in the whole city and up on the west side. Come to the gully where we no take bad up. Big steps inna me and none of this *** inna me cup. You see the girl *** we have up. It's like some angels have ducked. *** fat and *** up. Ya hear me? When you pass the gate, written at the entrance. Violate, straight death sentence. To live you must be great to be a snake. No repentance. We're coming at you with vengeance. Never slipping, I'm blowing. Punks keep on calling. I don't see none of you pussies. *** that *** you be talking. Rep Miami, the ghettos. Every hood in the projects. And when I drop off my singles, I'm dropping one of my targets. Lord forgive me for my sins. I gave you hitch. I gave you all. I'm doing swings. I live this *** and we the best. There's no fatigue. I'm touching feet and throwing hundreds in this beat. Swagged out. Let's get it. Real nigga number one. Hustle flying with my son. Come from uptown. G5 Tommy gun. Red flag every day. 100 mil ready to spray. Swagged out nigga. Bugatti with the paper plate. Blowing on some good nigga. Feeling good nigga. Stunna hollering. Me and Callie on the wood nigga. You understand? Shining like I know we should. Birdman, YMCA, I'm big. Broward. 8-8-8-8 to this bitch hoe. Kicking down on your front door. Knock knock, you hear the Glock cocking. That thing pop on that 4-4. Posted on to that same block. I'm in the drop top with that bankroll. Young young nigga, I'm out here. Can't name a place that I can't go. Riding around with about 50 grand. And they wonder what did that save for. But I pledge a part of my G club. They *** prosecute us. Hustler kind of sewer. It's we the best forever. Make sure you spread the rumor bitch. Cooked coke, hard rock. Stashed in the body shop. Only way to break them bricks down is karate chops. Niggas getting left right in front of the mobile precinct. Leave them like them junks. Red dot leaking. I'm 15 when I first started copping pies. U46 is turning blind. Stop at 5. It's like the only way to make it is supplying things. Hoop dreams. Dunking over cars. Let the cries sound. Yo, it's that black wall. Black dog. Pulling up on that black hog. Compton, that's my back yard. That's where I used to get them sacks off. But now I got platinum blacks in the back of the back. And I'm back with Dre again. Aftermath. We the best. Me and Khaled. Dre and Em. Detox red. That's back to the back. Step in the club. My hat to the back. Nigga, I'm so hood. Nigga still in the VIP strap with a gat. Drop a couple stacks and it's back to the trap. Couple hoes in the back. Red wheels on the lack. Red rum if you tried. Nigga, that's Westside. Throw it up. Now. Welcome to my hood. They knocking packs off. They letting gats off. Medicaid benefit cards. Scratch offs. Saving every dime. Trying to choke a quarter. And they ain't selling crack. They selling coke and water. Smoking all your snorting. They copping all the Jordans. Nothing's more important. Steal them if you can't afford them. I'm getting to the money. I need another comma. Some of them love the drama. More than they love they mama. Welcome to the land of the drill. Well, everybody walking with their hand on the steel. And the motto is to supply and ***and. And it will. You get out of line with the wrong man, they get killed. Well, you're damned if you will. Damned if you won't. A lot of dudes saying that they can. But they don't. And a lot of boys saying that they Gs. But they ain't. Messing around, getting laid down in the paint. Better do what you say. Say what you do for it. Come around your hood for a day with the crew. They got their fins. They on some Ks with them too. And it will. I repeat to the drillers that did it. To my Gs on lock nine to quit it. Think I'm going to stop ripping P.A.T.? Forget it. Welcome to Blaine County. My house got surrounded. The industry trying to tell me. But my hood's still around me. Rookie of the year. No freshman cover. Shouted 60 years old with flow, baby. Mothers. First rapper ever to jump off the stage on BET. It's just hard to go to Hollywood and keep the streak. First ruler put D-Rogers on TV. Every day it's a party on Grove Street. We the best forever. June 28th. It's going to be a hot summer.