na whats my name ooh na na whats my name [Chorus] ooh na na whats my name ooh na na whats my name ooh na na whats my name whats my name whats my name
Cornice Took a look inside And what did they see Two keys and a gallon of P.C.P Oh shit, the thought crashed Mitch's subliminal Three strikes, that's
' feeling no fear More money means more Louis, carry on When I touch your city you should see how hoes Carrillo Bitch, what's my name? Ace fucking Hood
of cold St. Ides Jammin' to a tape to my partner had made Growin' up in the Hood' bein' mixed with Face Swisher sweet's a killer, feelin' nothin' but nice Reached in my
b e s t, DJ Khaled That's me I wake up to get my cake up, I'm Algie brown What can I say I'm a product of my environment Uh oh, I'm in the game Watch
, that's fine But the weight of the world can really crush one's mind So let it out P, what, let it out P, what Let it out P, what, let it out P, what
S.K's, A.R's and Mini fourteens I'm Cashis, the last of the real, with a strap On Pro-sac, D's and E-Pills, it's a rap Get the block on tip, two for
fuck with Bully the don-dada Name ring bells in the hood, a known shotter You gets nada when it comes to my ricotta Fresh Levi's, black V-necks and Pradas
Let's go Remix Remix Remix [Chorus - T-Pain] Welcome to my hood, everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it, ugh Welcome to my hood Look
grew up with Don't even respect your ass That's why it's time for the Doctor, to check your ass, nigga Used to be my homey, used to be my ace Now I
my steel? For real I'm the King of the hill! I'm havin' illusions A Westside niggas whooping on your motherfucking ass That's what you gotta loose you
for the Visa Let my pants hang and you know I'm on lean Rolling with some O.G.'s, and they all tote beams I'm the man in my city tell them get like me
be me, Ross, Weezy, party because it's the [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Rick Ross] 24's on my Beamer You never know when I slide up Nineteen in my nina,
gangster rap Let's get it, where my gangsters at? Make noise And I ain't never been no fraud No, nah that's not in my rapport Never fronted on my boys
my front lawn What's song? We can dance to some more jams Finally meet Nas and the whole fam Roseland, love is love when it's all good, clutch ya name
't wait My stash, my connect, my ends, my Benz My God, please forgive me for all my sins My hood, my crew, we do what G's do Best believe I'ma ride for
thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at Do ya thang, man, fuck what
