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Let Me Roll 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...
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