1989 NOLA G-Funk

Cruisin' down Decatur with the windows way low Bass line thumpin', got that vinyl seat glow Sidewalks buzzin', eyes followin' our cruise Leanin' back, we own these Southern blues Jazz horns mixin' with the hip-hop threads Old school flows from the living to the dead Street poets spittin', our anthems break the night New Orleans be the stage, under streetlamp spotlight Got my brothers in the back, crew's ready to ride Makin' moves under neon, New Orleans alive Cash flow dirty, straight hustlin' means Throwin' dice in the alley, pockets full of green Flow so gritty in the heart of the NOLA Glocks on the table, playin' poker with the rollers Homies talkin' licks, money schemes that thrill But the streets stay talkin', gotta watch for the spill Rollin' down the strip with my homies, tight grip Puffin' on the greens, feelin' like a highness, flip Golden age beat, '89 swing so sweet Gumbo pot of styles, New Orleans in the street Soul-sampled melody, laid-back and dope Sittin' in the ride, on a chill, we elope Through the city blocks, lowrider we hop Smoke rings in the air, this G-funk won't stop