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Welcome to San Andreas, I'm CJ from Grove Street, Land of the heinous, gangbangers, and cold heat, In Los Santos, neighbors get no sleep, Beefing with anybody competing, even police, Four deep in a green rag with gold feet, Blast with the flag on the strap, that's OG, Stay in shape, hit the gym, lift the weights, Get super cut or big and buff, nice and straight, You got stats, respect, weapon skill, Stamina, muscle, fat, and sex appeal, You get clothes from Bincos and Pro Laps, Sub Urban, ZIP, Victim, and D. Sachs, Watch your back when you in rival hoods, They'll test just to guess if your survivals good (Survivals good) Ducking shells at the Cluckin' Bell, Jump out busting, gunning 'til they tuck their tail, It seem like I'm on impossible missions (Impossible missions) Twisted predicaments hostile positions (Hostile positions) Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me, Cop cars been on our ass the last past week, 'Cause the 'Dreas for the gangsters, homeboy, Hands is the language for the 'bangers, homeboy, And it's dangerous, homeboy, Get your brains blow for how you do your fingers, homeboy, Heat cocked, we poppin' hot ones, Dump them out, bend the block, shake before the cops come, Listen for sirens, they don't got none, Back another lap, catch a straggler with a shotgun, Hittin' them up what that Grove Street like, In a dirty sling shot and old Levi's
Welcome to San Andreas, I'm CJ from Grove Street, Land of the heinous, gangbangers, and cold heat, In Los Santos, neighbors get no sleep, Beefing with anybody competing, even police, Four deep in a green rag with gold feet, Blast with the flag on the strap, that's OG, Stay in shape, hit the gym, lift the weights, Get super cut or big and buff, nice and straight, You got stats, respect, weapon skill, Stamina, muscle, fat, and sex appeal, You get clothes from Bincos and Pro Laps, Sub Urban, ZIP, Victim, and D. Sachs, Watch your back when you in rival hoods, They'll test just to guess if your survivals good (Survivals good) Ducking shells at the Cluckin' Bell, Jump out busting, gunning 'til they tuck their tail, It seem like I'm on impossible missions (Impossible missions) Twisted predicaments hostile positions (Hostile positions) Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me, Cop cars been on our ass the last past week, 'Cause the 'Dreas for the gangsters, homeboy, Hands is the language for the 'bangers, homeboy, And it's dangerous, homeboy, Get your brains blow for how you do your fingers, homeboy, Heat cocked, we poppin' hot ones, Dump them out, bend the block, shake before the cops come, Listen for sirens, they don't got none, Back another lap, catch a straggler with a shotgun, Hittin' them up what that Grove Street like, In a dirty sling shot and old Levi's
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when you are really bored that you click on one of the tips in gboard and look it up in urban dictionary
Guy: hmm, what's this? "Welcome to Gboard clipboard, any text you copy will be saved here." I, for no reason what so ever, am going to look this up in urban dictionary
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A phrase that automatically appears in the Gboard clipboard. Often used nonsensically and without context.
Person 1: Welcome to Gboard clipboard, any text you copy will be saved here.
Person 2: What?
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hello guys welcome back to my channel today we will be playing minecraft caz yes
The song Master Wu play on his staff
*WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE* In master wu Staff
Oh my god
Jump
Welcome to the jungle, we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey, we got your disease
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your sha-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n knees, knees
Mwah, I, I wanna watch you bleed
Welcome to the jungle, we take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed but it's the price to pay
And you're a very sexy girl who's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights but you won't get there for free
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my, my serpentine
Ooh, ah, I want to hear you scream
Welcome to the jungle, it gets worse here every day
You learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see you'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want but you better not take it from me
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your sha-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-knees, knees
Mwah, I'm gonna watch you bleed
And when you're high, you never ever wanna come down
So down, so down, so down, yeah
You know where you are?
You're in the jungle, baby, you're gonna die
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your sha-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-knees, knees
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my my, serpentine
Jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your sha-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-knees, knees
Down In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to you
It's gonna bring you down, huh
The humorous knighted-Scottish-actor impersonation that you eye-twinkingly utilize to address your companion(s) when letting them into a building of some kind where the "regular" entrance had been either locked, jammed, or obstructed with objects/debris on the inside, and so you have "gone around" and slipped into said edifice from an alternate door or other opening that you know about from previous visits here, wormed your way forward through the interior of the structure till you eventually reached the front access-point again, cleared away any blockage from the doorway-area, and then finagled/wrestled said door open for easier and less-obtrusive entry by your accompanying humans; this saves their all having to tiringly make extra steps all the way over to the side-entrance, slither through narrow doorways, clamber over obstructions, unnecessarily disturb other present occupants of said building, etc..
Years ago before we had a telephone of our own, my sister and I would occasionally go to make calls at the office of a fellow-low-income-neighbor's service-garage. The only problem was that the shop's French-window-style front door had a broken/loose latch-mechanism, and thus the door was often very balky about opening up from the outside. So to save my slight-figured and not-very-steady-on-her-extra-small-feet sister's having to wobblingly struggle her way into the office by an alternate route, I would merely leave her standing at the front door of the garage while I performed a classic "Welcome to The R-d-d-d-ock!" maneuver --- I'd hurriedly scuttle around back, quietly sidle in at the mechanics'-access door, unobtrusively pick my way through the service-bays where the guys were working and on into the office's rear entrance, forcibly fumble and jiggle the wobbly latch-mechanism to coax the front door into performing its "open sesame" routine, and then smilingly usher my still-patiently-waiting sister inside the office and over to the old swivel-chair by the desk where the phone was.