Welcome To My Hood (Explicit) (Official Music Video) Chords

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Gm

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Em

D

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Welcome To My Hood (Explicit) (Official Music Video) chords
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[Gm] [G]
Yeah man, so we just out here doing our thing today.
[Em]
I see you.
Welcome to my hood.
Boy, them people [G] riding hard.
You feel [Gm] me?
I'm gonna get ready and get up outta here.
You ready?
I'm ready baby.
Let's go.
Alright homie, [Em] I'm outta here.
We got some money we can get.
And [Gm]
[Em] find the hole, brother.
Find the hole?
[Gm] I think the heller is coming.
No.
Well if you [Em] got a closer payphone than my house, then I'm cool.
Hold up, I got [G] 5 more rolling up.
Let me call you back.
What's up?
[E]
[D]
[Gm] [Am] [Gm] DJ Khaled, just runnin' your money.
We the baddest squad in the hood.
We the hood ass.
We the hood ass.
I can see you.
Welcome to my hood.
Everybody know [Bb] everybody.
[Gm] And if I got it, everybody good.
Lickin' on these old boots.
70s, 24s, so you know we roll heavy.
[Bb] Welcome to my hood.
[Gm] I'm [Bb] playing hopscotch and everybody [Gm] know this [Bb] is a [Gm] hotspot.
Welcome to my hood.
[Bb] Put you down on your [Gm] knees.
That's the sound of the police in my hood.
I got them all on my wrist.
Diamonds look like they [Bb] glowin'.
[Gm] 50 stacks all singles, I make it look like it's snowin'.
Black unmarked cars, gotta be by they plan.
Treat em like jack boys, catch em slippin' the slam.
Lord forgive me for my sins.
That's my confession if they put me in this biz.
I got [Bb] possession [Gm] of a federal appeasement.
I'm [Bb] talking pressure in [G] my criminal [N] intent.
So wear [Bb] your vests and [Gm] I'm still gon' stunt.
Like it ain't no [Bb] tomorrow.
[Gm] Fuck your house, no nigga.
Blow that bitch on the bottom.
The Ferrari just the front.
Got the Lambo in the back.
[F] So you be the best forever.
[Bb] DJ Khaled [Gm] handle that.
Everybody know everybody.
And if I got it, everybody got it.
[Bb] [Gm]
[Bb] [Gm] Yeah I'm done [Bb] playing Hong Kong.
Bring [Gm] everybody
[Bb] [Gm] [Bb] down on your [N] knees.
That's the sound of the [Gm] police in my [D] [Bb] [Gm] [D]
[Gm] hood.
I know some niggas from my hood that would've robbed Noriega.
I'm talking Noriega, nigga, the real Noriega.
If you ain't from the hood, bitch, then stop impersonating.
And tell Congress when you see a bitch I'm still in cable.
And leave the D-Boys alone, cause they motivators.
And why the hell fuck my whole hood on paper?
Some of them on house arrest.
Some of them on child support.
Some of them in DNA tests.
Some of them waiting to go to court.
Mr.
Landlord, we gon' [Bb] bust your ass for that eviction [Gm] note.
Better have the police with you, dog.
You came to repo.
I'm talking strip club.
I'm talking liquor store.
We throwing money around here, but y'all can call the police.
Everybody know everybody.
And if I got it, everybody got [Bb] [Gm] it.
Look at all these old [Bb] fools, standing [Gm] through the prose.
Don't you know people [Bb] don't have to walk into the [Gm] hood?
See, I'm tired of playing hopscotch, and everybody know that if the hopscotch was a democracy,
I was supposed to carry on [Bb] like a policewoman.
That's the sound of [Gm] the police in my hood.
[Dm] [Gm] [D]
[Gm] Bitch, I'm on probation.
[Bbm] So my nerves [Gm] bad.
And they say time flies.
But mine's first class.
I landed in the sky.
I [Bb] fell from the [Gm] streets.
I talk a lot of shit and practice what I preach.
Back from hell.
Cell [Bb] 23, [Gm] tell a warden kiss my ass.
Pockets on Monique.
Bitch, I'm from the murder capital.
Ho, I'm far from practical.
Shit happens, and since I'm this shit, I'm who it happened to.
Young money, cash money, blood bitch, I'm red hot.
I don't see nobody, see nobody like a headshot.
All that bullshit is for the birds.
Throw some bread out.
Got a sword up.
Check the thread count.
Welcome to the hood.
Everybody know everybody.
And if I got it, everybody know it.
Welcome to the hood.
Look at all these old schools.
Send me 24, so you know we gon' have it [Bb] all.
[Gm] Got it, I got you.
Everybody know this is the hood.
[Bb] Welcome [Gm] to my hood.
[Bb] Get on your knees.
I say fuck the [A] police [Gm] in my hood.
[Am]
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Let's start jamming Dj Khaled - (Remix) Welcome To My Hood chords, Practice these chords sequence - Gm, Bb and Gm. To build a solid grasp, start slowly at 35 BPM and then match the original tempo of 70 BPM. With an eye on the song's key G Minor, set the capo that best suits your vocal range.

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[Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Yeah man, so we just out here doing our thing today.
[Em] _
I see you.
Welcome to my hood.
Boy, them people [G] riding hard.
You feel [Gm] me?
I'm gonna get ready and get up outta here.
You ready?
I'm ready baby.
Let's go.
Alright homie, [Em] I'm outta here.
We got some money we can get.
And _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] find the hole, brother.
Find the hole?
[Gm] I think the heller is coming.
No.
Well if you [Em] got a closer payphone than my house, then I'm cool. _ _
Hold up, I got [G] 5 more rolling up.
Let me call you back.
What's up?
_ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ [Am] [Gm] DJ Khaled, just runnin' your money.
We the baddest squad in the hood.
We the hood ass.
We the hood ass.
I can see you.
Welcome to my hood.
Everybody know [Bb] everybody.
[Gm] And if I got it, everybody good.
_ Lickin' on these old boots.
70s, 24s, so you know we roll heavy.
[Bb] Welcome to my hood.
[Gm] I'm [Bb] playing hopscotch and everybody [Gm] know this [Bb] is a [Gm] hotspot.
Welcome to my hood.
[Bb] Put you down on your [Gm] knees.
That's the sound of the police in my _ _ _ _ _ hood.
I got them all on my wrist.
Diamonds look like they [Bb] glowin'.
[Gm] 50 stacks all singles, I make it look like it's snowin'.
Black unmarked cars, gotta be by they plan.
Treat em like jack boys, catch em slippin' the slam.
Lord forgive me for my sins.
That's my confession if they put me in this biz.
I got [Bb] possession [Gm] of a federal appeasement.
I'm [Bb] talking pressure in [G] my criminal [N] intent.
So wear [Bb] your vests and [Gm] I'm still gon' stunt.
Like it ain't no [Bb] tomorrow.
[Gm] Fuck your house, no nigga.
Blow that bitch on the bottom.
The Ferrari just the front.
Got the Lambo in the back.
[F] So you be the best forever.
[Bb] DJ Khaled [Gm] handle that.
Everybody know everybody.
And if I got it, everybody got it.
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Gm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ [Gm] Yeah I'm done [Bb] playing Hong Kong.
Bring [Gm] everybody _
[Bb] _ [Gm] _ [Bb] down on your [N] knees.
That's the sound of the [Gm] police in my _ [D] _ [Bb] _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _
[Gm] hood.
I know some niggas from my hood that would've robbed Noriega.
I'm talking Noriega, nigga, the real Noriega.
If you ain't from the hood, bitch, then stop impersonating.
And tell Congress when you see a bitch I'm still in cable.
And leave the D-Boys alone, cause they motivators.
And why the hell fuck my whole hood on paper?
Some of them on house arrest.
Some of them on child support.
Some of them in DNA tests.
Some of them waiting to go to court.
Mr.
Landlord, we gon' [Bb] bust your ass for that eviction [Gm] note.
Better have the police with you, dog.
You came to repo.
I'm talking strip club.
I'm talking liquor store.
We throwing money around here, but y'all can call the police.
Everybody know everybody.
And if I got it, everybody got [Bb] _ [Gm] it.
Look at all these old [Bb] fools, standing [Gm] through the prose.
Don't you know people [Bb] don't have to walk into the [Gm] hood?
See, I'm tired of playing hopscotch, and everybody know that if the hopscotch was a democracy,
I was supposed to carry on [Bb] like a policewoman.
That's the sound of [Gm] the police in my hood.
[Dm] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [D] _
[Gm] Bitch, I'm on probation.
[Bbm] So my nerves [Gm] bad.
And they say time flies.
But mine's first class.
I landed in the sky.
I [Bb] fell from the [Gm] streets.
I talk a lot of shit and practice what I preach.
Back from hell.
Cell [Bb] 23, [Gm] tell a warden kiss my ass.
Pockets on Monique.
Bitch, I'm from the murder capital.
Ho, I'm far from practical.
Shit happens, and since I'm this shit, I'm who it happened to.
Young money, cash money, blood bitch, I'm red hot.
I don't see nobody, see nobody like a headshot.
All that bullshit is for the birds.
Throw some bread out.
Got a sword up.
Check the thread count.
Welcome to the hood.
Everybody know everybody.
And if I got it, everybody know it.
Welcome to the hood.
Look at all these old schools.
Send me 24, so you know we gon' have it [Bb] all.
_ [Gm] Got it, I got you.
Everybody know this is the hood.
[Bb] Welcome [Gm] to my hood.
[Bb] Get on your knees.
I say fuck the [A] police [Gm] in my hood.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _

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