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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
Vocals
Rell
Background Vocals
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ricardo Thomas
Composer
Calvin Broadus
Lyrics
Malik Cox
Lyrics
Sean C. Carter
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rock
Producer
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Mixing Engineer
Shane "Bermuda" Woodley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sup ma? You want to roll with us ya know what I'm sayin'?
It's good, it's love, it's all love
We got cases of Belvedere, we gon' play truth or dare
We gon' really get to know one another
All you gotta do is put your hair down, get your mind right
Know wha' I mean? I'm here for you, yo
[Verse 2]
Relax yourself, let your conscience be free
You now rolling with them thugs from the R-O-C
Ain't no place on the planet that you'd rather be
But in the blue flame, bitch, you're new to the game
Cross over to the Roc, make yourself hot
The topic of discussion in every nail shop
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust
And within a week, watch your arm freeze up
Brassiere get right, A to a D cup
Weave get tight, pedicure your feet up
Ears get iced, gear get spiced
From hoodrat to superstar, there's your life
Fuck with HOVA, he can take you out of your hell
Say bye to Reebok, say hi to Chanel
Say hi to Gucci, Prada as well
Take a look in the mirror, be proud of yourself
[Verse 3]
Get your mind right, mami, get your mind right
You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the R-O-C
Get your mind right, mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a **** like me
Get your mind right, mami, get your mind right
I need a gangsta girl who can ride in my passenger seat
Get your mind right, mami, get your mind right
And I need gangsta girls for my gangsta family
[Verse 4]
Yo, I'm young Memphis, used to play the apprentice
Now I'm like the teacher, c'mere, let me teach ya
How to play them benches, hold this work in your dentures
How to play it cool when police come to pinch us
Relax, mami, let the Belvy flow
Inhale the 'dro, exhale it slow
I could teach you how to roll, teach you 'bout fly kicks
Teach you how to keep your nose up out of my shit
When the beeper goes off, please don't reach
Like you put a ring or spend cheese on Bleek
Get your mind right baby, goin' through mine crazy
When I'm in the shower, star sixty-nine crazy
Track my last call, contact my broad
With a bitch or two had physical contact in the mall
You got issues, problems you need to iron out
I will, holla, for now you on time out
[Verse 5]
You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the R-O-C
C'mon, little mama, c'mon
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a **** like me
C'mon, little mama, c'mon
I need a gangsta girl who can ride in my passenger seat
C'mon, baby girl, c'mon
And I need gangsta girls for my gangsta family
C'mon, little mama, c'mon
[Verse 6]
P-I-M-P-ology
I played you and you paid me
Believe me when I tell you, girl, I know you a freak
For fucking with me, that ain't all you can be
Just put your mind to it, you can go real far
I know times gettin' hard on the boulevard
They say, pimpin' is dead, man, pimpin' ain't dead
These hoes just scared and they blind tryin' and dyin' to be lead
But who's to lead 'em? Talk shit to 'em and beat 'em
Get they mind right and feed 'em
Now I don't need 'em (Uh uh) but I can do that there
Put on a three-piece suit and Shirley Temple my hair
So I can, feel like a player when I walk in the place
Got yo bitch all on my line and now she up in my face
Is this yo' bitch is that yo' bitch, 'cause if she's not, she's mine
She fallin' fo' a **** and I ain't even dropped a line
[Verse 7]
Get out my limelight bitch and get your mind right
C'mon little mama, c'mon
Get your mind right, bitch, get your mind right
C'mon baby girl, c'mon, c'mon
[Verse 8]
You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the R-O-C
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a **** like me
Get your mind right, ma, get your mind right
I need a gangsta girl who can ride in my passenger seat
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
I need gangsta girls for my gangsta family
[Verse 9]
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
Get your mind right, ma, get your mind right, huh?
Gotta get your mind right, baby, get your mind right
Written by: Malik Cox, Ricardo Thomas, Shawn Carter, Snoop Dogg