Ah, it's off in H-Town, baby He he he for the funk lovers it to me
And we really want the world to see How it We want your mind to blow, When you free your and let it float
Let me We want your to blow let us hang with you
Hangin' in the hood, just the breeze My partners on the cut smokin' sweets Trippin' on the hoochies, rollin' by in rides Guzzlin' up a forty of cold St. Ides
Jammin' to a tape to my partner had Growin' up in the Hood' bein' mixed Face Swisher sweet's a killer, nothin' but nice Reached in my for the old school dice
Pulled out a knot and dropped the on the flo' And asked my partner Mike they hittin' fo' out a yard and said, "We bettin' 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 Back in the do' 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 in ounce And walked away from the crap game But it no thing, yo, just let a brother smoke
Let me We want your mind to Just got some to do
Back on the creep losin' some change Seen my [unverified], Big Chief and James Creepin' on the boulevard, actin' a Trippin' on the broads at the old
Music bumpin' hard, turnin' it down Trunk super tight with surround-by job crackin' 'cause the punch ain't fade Jammin' brand new 2Low tape
Windows all smokey, blowin' coke-laced I'm up the deuce to the HPD Now lookin crazy like I sold the hay Just another day in the of S.A. a little further there, I seen O.G. With his named [unverified], S.A. O.G.
They chopped up the hood, so I'm it back And then they pulled out a 200 sack I saw it I almost choked Twist your one, big baby Just let your partner
Let me We want your mind to We got some to do
Smokin' on some lovely, now I'm feelin' It's off at the 9.9 5th in the house with the S.A. fools Ain't no set trippin' 'cause we all so
up the bottle, gettin' drunk as a skunk That 151 just ain't no Hit the stage and the mic and started flexin' styles A stage full of tight MC's buckwild
Now throw hands in the air like that On the of steel is my homie Lonnie Mack Gettin' on his own Now I'm finna pass my partner Jay the
Throw your in the air like that Northside where you at, you at, where you at? Throw your hands in the air that where you at, where you at, where you at?
Throw your hands in the air that where you at, where you at, where you at? Throw your hands in the air like Westside where you at, where you at, you at?
Let me We want your mind to Let me We your mind to blow
We got some to do let us hang with you We some for you My Jay's