Ooh, yeah, you better flow on this tone
Ooh, yeah, you better flow, flow
One little, two little, three little Indians
What's up my friend, where have your big daddy been?
Just kicking back, waiting in time
Cause a brother like me has had a lot on my mind
But now I'm back and ready to roll
About to hit the stroll with a couple of yo's
And get busy, yo, I'm getting busy
Cause I'm coming from the C-Town city
Now check this, can you see for what I see?
The Compton PD is following me
With no horns, I feel like Superman
They'll turn off when I hit Rosecrans
My man, we rollin' to a picnic in L.A.
Hopin' that no Jackers would mess up the day
But we're deep and we got the power
We got much love
And the plats on the back got the club
In the parking lot, the cars are put to the test
The South Hop's the East and the North Hop's the West
Sometimes we hop for the money
But I'm just kicking back cool with the honey
Everybody's dancing and having a good time
The DJ's pumping those 95 rhymes
So I say hip-hop hooray
Cause a wannabe fool didn't mess up the day
Ooh, yeah
Tia, you better flow
Ooh, yeah
Tia, you better flow
What if today I'm checking out the news?
Nobody got killed, nobody act a fool
Nobody got hurt, nobody got shot
Nobody got harassed, nobody got stopped
No more drive-bys in 95
No more black on the street
No more black crime
What a beautiful dream
It's not what it seems
I reminisce this in my mind
Cause a day like this
It's hard to find
And I think I'm going down for the count
I'm going down with Mo Bound
Cause when I think about growing up
It was so tough, man
My hood was so rough
But I outgrew the myth
Cause I lived to see 26
So far I'm daydreaming, alright
I need to get out of here
I need to change my gear
It's almost night
So I say hip-hop-a-ray
Cause a wannabe fool
Didn't mess up the day
Ooh, yeah
Tia, you better flow
Ooh, Tia, you better flow
Now it's night time
I'm out of here
I'm out of my phone
And now there's a party going on
At my homeboy's house
I walked in the door
Give me some room
I'm about to get my boogie on
Move, fool
It started off to be the perfect night
Until the liquor walked in
What a messed up side
At eight
Everything was going straight
At nine
Everything was still fine
At ten
That's when the drinking began
And I knew that this fool
Might wind up in the pen
So I sat and watched the freaks out chill
I knew that some fool might get ill
I wanna be
It's on my tip
Past the Nina, man
I guess I can't say hooray
Cause a wannabe fool
Just messed up the day
Ooh, Tia, you better flow
Ooh, Tia, you better flow
Ooh, Tia, you better flow
Ooh, Tia, you better flow