Ah -
Its jumpin off in h-town, baby
He-he-he
Strictly for the funk lovers, give it to me
And we really want the whole world to see
How it goes..
We want your mind to blow, baby
..when you free your mind and let it float
Let me roooooooooooooll..
We want your mind to blooooow
Just let us hang with you
[ verse 1 ]
Hangin in the hood, just shootin the breeze
My partners on the cut smokin swisher sweets
Trippin on the hoochies rollin by in they rides
Guzzlin up a forty ounce of cold st. ides
Jammin to a tape to my partner had made
growin up in the hood bein mixed with face
Swisher sweets a killer, feelin nothin but nice
Reached in my pocket for the old school dice
Pulled out a knot and dropped the dice on the flo
And asked my partner mike what they hittin fo
Pulled out a yard and said, "we bettin a dove"
Tee lee baby, show your partner some love
Kickin back fadin, put the flame to the joint
3-2, drop baby, 3-2s your point
Back in the do with a fo and a ace
Picked up his ends and waved the dice in my face
And then he hollered out "school house!"
Schooled em again, now ds come in ounce
And walked away from the crap game broke
But it aint no thing, yo - just let a brother smoke
Let me roooooooooooooll..
We want your mind to blooooow
Just got some things to do
[ verse 2 ]
Back on the creep after losin some change
Seen my partner [name], big chief and james
Creepin on the boulevard, actin a fool
Trippin on the broads at the old school
Music bumpin hard, never turnin it down
Trunk super tight with surround-by sound
Paint job crackin cause the punch aint fade
Jammin that brand new 2low tape
Windows all smokey, blowin coke-laced seed
Im throwin up the deuce to the hpd
Now they lookin crazy like I sold the hay
Just another day in the heart of s.a.
Roll a little further there, I seen o.g.
With his brother named [name], s.a. o.g.
They chopped up the hood, so Im chunkin it back
And then they pulled out a $200 sack
When I saw it I almost choked
Twist your partner one, big baby, just let your partner smoke
Let me roooooooooooooll..
We want your mind to blooooow
We got some things to do
[ verse 3 ]
Smokin on some lovely, now Im feelin fine
Its jumpin off at the 9.9
5th ward in the house with the s.a. fools
Aint no set trippin cause we all so cool
Drinkin up the bottle, gettin drunk as a skunk
That 151 just aint no punk
Hit the stage and grabbed the mic and started flexin styles
A stage full of tight mcs goin buckwild
Now throw your hands in the air like that
On the wheels of steel is my homie lonnie mack
Gettin down on his own
Now Im finna pass my partner jay the microphone
[ lil jay ]
Throw your hands in the air like that
Northside where you at, where you at, where you at?
Throw your hands in the air like that
Southside where you at, where you at, where you at?
Throw your hands in the air like that
Eastside where you at, where you at, where you at?
Throw your hands in the air like that
Westside where you at, where you at, where you at?
Let me roooooooooooooll..
We want your mind to blooooow
Let me roooooooooooooll..
We want your mind to blooooow
We got some things to do
Just let us hang with you
We some drink for you
My partner jays...
