Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on like you're 'posed to And shake ass on the carpet like the old school
Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on down you're 'posed to And give a loc a little dap he roll through
If there be a dope beat then all see Get up out seat and let me see yo technique Freak yo and you betta not compete Make it hot and sweaty like twenty in a jeep
comin' cheap, forty creep And I hope you don't mind if I borrow a few things you go to sleep I steal from the rich and give it to the poor It's Coolio loco the ghetto witch superhero
I take it the back and bring it to the front 'Cause you gotta the people what they want Now hump, do the to the butt Big shake your gut as long as you get your ass up
It's a party over and let me make it clear 40 is the crew, so you better come anew Ain't a damn thing change since the one And if you hear the album, go get one
Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on like you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on like you're 'posed to And give a loc a little dap when he roll
Here the thief on the old school beat And I never knew the meaning of the 'defeat' The master of disguise wanna see the eyes Yet, try to deny that the man can fly
Just cook 'em all up like gumbo and their ass like Mutumbo 'Cause your album off the charts like Dumbo We are new and to make you put on your boogie shoes K.C. and the Sunshine Band, or the Wu-Tang Clan
I go way back Vegas, Nixon, Noreaga It's the tennis players fat box on the crossfader Now what if hip hop was Humpty Dumpty sittin' on the wall? And what if hip hop had to a great fall?
And what if rhyme was a crime and and every time That you spit a dope line you might have to do some Most of clowns will be tryin' to skip town But Coolio will be ready for the
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're to And shake your ass on the carpet the old school
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on like you're 'posed to And pass the joint to the loc when he through
If the fit, put it on and stick And if your ass can't cash, don't let your mouth write no Fools be in the bars unadvanced with a Uppercuts and fight kicks Weird Al Yankovich
Tokyo to Sojo, rollin' wit the 4-0 This hip hop that I'm holdin' I'll it move your coat It's the Vandino, everything but broken Breakin' a with first position at the open
You can't understand how I do it, I'm just to it I let my pen across the paper like it was made affluent Uh, let it ring, let it rip Everybody holler like Gaye But don't you let the record
Synchronize the watch, 'cause the party don't Till the neighborhood call the cops It's the ass festival, coast line veteran again droppin' bombs on yo section
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down you're 'posed to And pass the to the loc when he roll through
Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on down like 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet the old school
Are you ready to down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're to And give a loc a dap when he roll through, fool