Dj Khaled - I'm So Hood Remix Lyrics

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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 die 
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 

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lyrics submitted by RB_3o1 on 10-12-2007