Let Me Roll

歌詞

It's jumping off in H-Town, baby 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 roll We want your mind to blow Just let us hang with you Hanging in the hood, just shooting the breeze My partners on the cut smoking swisher sweets Tripping on the hoochies rolling by in they rides Guzzling up a forty ounce of cold St. Ides Jamming to a tape to my partner had made "Growing up in the Hood" being mixed with Face Swisher sweet's a killer, feeling nothing but nice Reached in my pocket for the old school dice Pulled out a knot and dropped the dice on the floor And asked my partner Mike what they hitting for Pulled out a yard and said, "We betting a dove" Tee Lee Baby, show your partner some love Kicking back fading, 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 roll We want your mind to blow Just got some things to do Back on the creep after losing some change Seen my partner, Big Chief and James Creeping on the boulevard, acting a fool Tripping on the broads at the old school Music bumping hard, never turning it down Trunk super tight with surround-by sound Paint job cracking cause the punch ain't fade Jamming that brand new 2Low tape Windows all smokey, blowing coke-laced seed I'm throwing up the deuce to the HPD Now they looking 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, S.A. O.G. They chopped up the hood, so I'm chunking 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 roll We want your mind to blow We got some things to do Smoking on some lovely, now I'm feeling fine It's jumping off at the 9.9 5th Ward in the house with the S.A. fools Ain't no set tripping cause we all so cool Drinking up the bottle, getting drunk as a skunk That 151 just ain't no punk Hit the stage and grabbed the mic and started flexing 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 Getting 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 roll We want your mind to blow Let me roll We want your mind to blow We got some things to do Just let us hang with you We some drink for you My partner Jay's