The World is Yours

Ah -<br>It`s jumpin off in H-Town, baby<br><br>He-he-he<br>Strictly for the funk lovers, give it to me<br><br>And we really want the whole world to see<br>How it goes..<br><br>We want your mind to blow, baby<br><br>..when you free your mind and let it float<br><br>Let me roooooooooooooll..<br>We want your mind to blooooow<br>Just let us hang with you<br><br>[ VERSE 1 ]<br>Hangin in the hood, just shootin the breeze<br>My partners on the cut smokin swisher sweets<br>Trippin on the hoochies rollin by in they rides<br>Guzzlin up a forty ounce of cold St. Ides<br>Jammin to a tape to my partner had made<br>`Growin` up in the Hood` bein mixed with Face<br>Swisher sweet`s a killer, feelin nothin but nice<br>Reached in my pocket for the old school dice<br>Pulled out a knot and dropped the dice on the flo`<br>And asked my partner Mike what they hittin fo`<br>Pulled out a yard and said, "We bettin a dove"<br>Tee Lee Baby, show your partner some love<br>Kickin back fadin, put the flame to the joint<br>3-2, drop baby, 3-2`s your point<br>Back in the do` with a fo` and a ace<br>Picked up his ends and waved the dice in my face<br>And then he hollered out "School house!"<br>Schooled em again, now d`s come in ounce<br>And walked away from the crap game broke<br>But it ain`t no thing, yo - just let a brother smoke<br><br>Let me roooooooooooooll..<br>We want your mind to blooooow<br>Just got some things to do<br><br>[ VERSE 2 ]<br>Back on the creep after losin some change<br>Seen my partner [Name], Big Chief and James<br>Creepin on the boulevard, actin a fool<br>Trippin on the broads at the old school<br>Music bumpin hard, never turnin it down<br>Trunk super tight with surround-by sound<br>Paint job crackin cause the punch ain`t fade<br>Jammin that brand new 2Low tape<br>Windows all smokey, blowin coke-laced seed<br>I`m throwin up the deuce to the HPD<br>Now they lookin crazy like I sold the hay<br>Just another day in the heart of S.A.<br>Roll a little further there, I seen O.G.<br>With his brother named [Name], S.A. O.G.<br>They chopped up the hood, so I`m chunkin it back<br>And then they pulled out a $200 sack<br>When I saw it I almost choked<br>Twist your partner one, big baby, just let your partner smoke<br><br>Let me roooooooooooooll..<br>We want your mind to blooooow<br>We got some things to do<br><br>[ VERSE 3 ]<br>Smokin on some lovely, now I`m feelin fine<br>It`s jumpin off at the 9.9<br>5th Ward in the house with the S.A. fools<br>Ain`t no set trippin cause we all so cool<br>Drinkin up the bottle, gettin drunk as a skunk<br>That 151 just ain`t no punk<br>Hit the stage and grabbed the mic and started flexin styles<br>A stage full of tight MC`s goin buckwild<br>Now throw your hands in the air like that<br>On the wheels of steel is my homie Lonnie Mack<br>Gettin down on his own<br>Now I`m finna pass my partner Jay the microphone<br><br>[ Lil` Jay ]<br>Throw your hands in the air like that<br>Northside where you at, where you at, where you at?<br>Throw your hands in the air like that<br>Southside where you at, where you at, where you at?<br>Throw your hands in the air like that<br>Eastside where you at, where you at, where you at?<br>Throw your hands in the air like that<br>Westside where you at, where you at, where you at?<br><br>Let me roooooooooooooll..<br>We want your mind to blooooow<br>Let me roooooooooooooll..<br>We want your mind to blooooow<br>We got some things to do