Are you ready to down? 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 your seat and let me see yo Freak yo physique and you not compete Make it hot and sweaty twenty deep 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 money from the rich and it to the poor Coolio loco the ghetto witch doctor superhero
I it from the back and bring it to the front 'Cause you gotta give the people what they Now hump, do the to the butt Big homie shake your gut as long as you get ass up
It's a party over here and let me make it 40 is the crew, so you better come anew Ain't a damn thing change since the one And if you didn't 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 like the old school
Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on down like you're to And give a loc a little dap when he roll
Here come the thief on the old school And I never the meaning of the word 'defeat' The master of disguise wanna see the eyes Yet, try to deny that the man can fly
Just cook 'em all up gumbo and block their ass like Mutumbo 'Cause your album dropped off the charts like We are new and improved to you put on your boogie shoes K.C. and the Sunshine Band, or the Wu-Tang Clan
I go way like Vegas, Nixon, Noreaga It's the tennis shoe fat box on the crossfader Now what if hip hop was like Humpty Dumpty sittin' on the And what if hip hop had to take a fall?
And if rhyme was a crime and each and every time That you a dope line you might have to do some time? Most of these clowns will be to skip town But Coolio be ready for the showdown
Are you ready to throw 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 down like you're to And the joint to the loc when he roll through
If the shoe fit, put it on and And if your ass can't cash, don't let your mouth write no Fools be in the bars unadvanced with a and fight kicks with Weird Al Yankovich
From Tokyo to Sojo, wit the 4-0 This hip hop that I'm holdin' I'll make it move your the Vandino, everything but rhyme's broken Breakin' a nigga with position at the open
You understand how I do it, I'm just true to it I let my pen flow across the paper it was made affluent Uh, let it ring, let it rip Everybody like Marvin Gaye But you let the record skip
Synchronize the watch, the party don't stop Till the watch call the cops It's the wild ass festival, coast line Once again droppin' bombs on yo
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down you're '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 pass the brew to the loc when he through
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on like you're 'posed to And your ass on the carpet like the old school
Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on down like 'posed to And give a loc a dap when he roll through, fool