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Dj Khaled - I'm So Hood (feat. Baby, Big Boi, Busta Rhymes, Fa lyrics
We the best
 Who
 We nigga
 We the best
 This the remix
 The I'm so hood remix
 I'm making movies
 [T-Pain]
 I'm so Hood
 Remix
 Yeah,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 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
 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
 Got all this god damn money on me
 Pockets 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 no where word don't need no mic
 Niggas like yo what you get for show?
 Tell em same shit I used to get for the blow
 Send on em on the road nigga what I got to lose
 Put em in the vans i ain't talkin' about the shoes
 Do the speed limit nigga watch out for the lights
 Pussy ass niggas gotta watch out for the dikes
 Seventeen five yeah nigga I said it
 Seventeen five yeah nigga yeah I meant it
 And when we do it bad and when we do it good
 I'm so I'm so i'm so mother fucking hood
 [Verse 2 (Ludacris)]
 Everybdy come equipped with bangas
 Throwing up our middle fangas
 And you know I don't slip so I gotta keep 10 in the clip 
 and 1 the chambers
 Better be walking with angels
 And never take candy from strangers
 Luda's dressed in stripes 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 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 that we brawl
 So put a fist in the air if you care
 United we stand and 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..
 [Chorus T-Pain (Busta Rhymes)]
 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 
 (the king of the streets and the gods 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 that i got to get my money
 Again and again
 top down
 Let the money blow in the wind
 with bad bitch sitting in the passenger seat
 Where the doo be wrapped head full of bobby pins
 You know I keep the thing when i walk
 see the dialect
 Different from the slang of my talk
 Baby still living got a crack in front of 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 tits with an ass
 And from the DNA in my blood
 Niggas idolize me and
 Try to do what I does
 And if the other nigga ain't really hood
 You can easily dieDj Khaled - I'm So Hood (feat. Baby, Big Boi, Busta Rhymes, Fa - http://motolyrics.com/dj-khaled/im-so-hood-feat-baby-big-boi-busta-rhymes-fa-lyrics.html
 tell who that fake nigga was (Hood)
 And even though I split a little rap
 Got Niggas in the hood trying to sell the most crack
 Violator, i send a nigga to do it just to make you spend a lot of money 
 just to get your shit
 back
 Yall niggas know where I'm from
 And I rep it to the fullest until the day that I'm done
 So hood where we live if a nigga sold drugs and he rich momma 
 still proud of her son
 [Verse 4 (Big Boi)]
 Fatty Fat Stacks
 So hood like the Cadillac
 On the mint full of my babalance
 Call an ambulance
 To come and pick his ass up because a nigga 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 the man in blue lights
 Woop, woop
 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 them things not you sloppy
 Speed it up,slow it down,then screw it
 Don't bite the flow because I got that blew it
 Run through the crew or some whole other new shit
 Newness 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 feel me I'm so hood
 And if you ain't from here you can walk it out (up out)
 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 Hollywood, New Orleans
 Lilweezyana
 home sweet home depot
 you will need a hammer
 it go down like frasier
 I ain't talking Kelsey grammer
 I be shitting on your boys I need an alka-seltzer sandwich
 Since I heard Plies I done brought the phantom back
 Went and got me a 52 inch
 Maybach
 I'm eating like a big dog
 I'm so full, I'm so good
 I'm so straight, you 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 mac's out
 I'm from the hood where every nigga lies
 Flip a couple grams
 they tell you the baking pies shit
 Still got my name carved in that central bookin'
 Gave that pussy a scar and told her good lookin'
 You's 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 (MLK)
 Callio, Magnolia, Melphimine
 Gettin that Money with a triple beam
 See rattle cry your Josephine
 Saints is my team
 that's what we breathe nigga
 that's how we eat
 get this money on the streets nigga
 V L my street blood
 5 star G blood
 Fly as a bird
 Got these eagles on my seat blood
 Then hit back where I'm staying
 Third war we get that cake
 Thirteen is where I lay
 shots out 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 you sneeze you get shot
 Gun play make em' belivers
 I just bought me a ranch
 Watch the hundred stacks
 No those ain't Rolex diamonds
 What you done to that?
 You fools fougasie
 My fools from Haiti
 I move some daily
 It's a movie baby
 Hood








