Ah, it's off in H-Town, baby He he he Strictly for the lovers it to me
And we really the whole world to see How it We want mind to blow, baby When you your mind and let it float
Let me We want mind to blow Just let us hang you
Hangin' in the hood, just shootin' the My partners on the cut smokin' sweets Trippin' on the hoochies, rollin' by in they Guzzlin' up a forty ounce of St. Ides
Jammin' to a tape to my had made Growin' up in the bein' mixed with Face Swisher sweet's a killer, feelin' but nice Reached in my pocket for the old school
Pulled out a and dropped the dice on the flo' And asked my partner Mike what they fo' Pulled out a yard and said, "We a dove" Tee Lee Baby, show your some love
back fadin', put the flame to the joint 3-2, drop baby, 3-2's your in the do' with a fo' and a ace Picked up his ends and waved the dice in my
And then he out, "School house" Schooled 'em again, now D's come in And walked away the crap game broke But it ain't no thing, yo, just let a smoke
Let me We want your mind to got some things to do
Back on the creep after losin' some my partner [unverified], Big Chief and James Creepin' on the boulevard, actin' a Trippin' on the broads at the old
Music bumpin' hard, turnin' it down super tight with surround-by sound Paint job crackin' 'cause the ain't fade that brand new 2Low tape
Windows all smokey, blowin' seed I'm throwin' up the to the HPD Now they crazy like I sold the hay another day in the heart of S.A. Roll a little further there, I O.G. With his named [unverified], S.A. O.G.
They chopped up the hood, so I'm it back And then pulled out a 200 dollar sack When I saw it I choked Twist partner one, big baby Just let your partner
Let me We want your mind to We got things to do
Smokin' on some lovely, now I'm fine It's off at the 9.9 5th Ward in the house with the S.A. Ain't no set 'cause we all so cool
Drinkin' up the bottle, gettin' drunk as a That 151 just ain't no Hit the and grabbed the mic and started flexin' styles A full of tight MC's goin buckwild
Now throw your hands in the air that On the wheels of steel is my homie Lonnie Gettin' on his own Now I'm pass my partner Jay the microphone
Throw your hands in the air that where you at, where you at, where you at? Throw your hands in the air like Southside where you at, where you at, you at?
Throw your in the air like that Eastside you at, where you at, where you at? Throw your hands in the air like Westside where you at, you at, where you at?
Let me We want mind to blow Let me We your mind to blow
We got some to do Just let us with you We some for you My partner