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...