Skinny Dipping in December

Yo. I just started having one of those flashbacks. Picture it: Tallahassee. 1995. This jam was that shit. Anyway, I think it would be dope to press play on the instrumental to “Cell Therapy” and walk crip walk into my class. I’d let the beat ride for a minute, then I would call the class to order by saying: “Listen to me now, believe me later on.”  Loves me some Goodie Mob.