Ah -

It's 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 sweet's 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, 3-2's 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 d's come in ounce

And walked away from the crap game broke

But it ain't 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 ain't fade

Jammin that brand new 2Low tape

Windows all smokey, blowin coke-laced seed

I'm 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 I'm 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 I'm feelin fine

It's jumpin off at the 9.9

5th Ward in the house with the S.A. fools

Ain't no set trippin cause we all so cool

Drinkin up the bottle, gettin drunk as a skunk

That 151 just ain't no punk

Hit the stage and grabbed the mic and started flexin styles

A stage full of tight MC's 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 I'm 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 Jay's...