Are you ready to down? Yes we are! Well, get on like you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet the old school
Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on down you're 'posed to And give a loc a dap when he roll through
If there be a dope then all y'all see Get up out your and let me see yo technique yo physique and you betta not compete Make it hot and sweaty like twenty deep in a
Never cheap, forty creep And I hope you don't if I borrow a few things while you go to sleep I steal money from the rich and it to the poor Coolio loco the ghetto witch doctor superhero
I take it the back and bring it to the front 'Cause you gotta give the what they want 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 since the first 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 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 he roll through
Here come the thief on the old school And I never knew the meaning of the 'defeat' The master of disguise wanna see the eyes Yet, fools try to that the man can fly
Just cook 'em all up like and block their ass like Mutumbo your album dropped off the charts like Dumbo We are new and improved to make you put on your shoes Like K.C. and the Sunshine Band, or the Clan
I go way back Vegas, Nixon, Noreaga It's the tennis shoe players fat box on the Now what if hip hop was like Dumpty sittin' on the wall? And if hip hop had to take a great fall?
And what if was a crime and each and every time That you a dope line you might have to do some time? of these clowns will be tryin' to skip town But Coolio be ready for the showdown
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down like 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet the old school
Are you ready to throw Yes we are! Well, get on like you're 'posed to And pass the to the loc when he roll through
If the fit, put it on and stick And if your ass can't cash, don't let mouth write no check be in the bars unadvanced with a switch Uppercuts and fight kicks Weird Al Yankovich
From to Sojo, rollin' 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 first position at the
You can't how I do it, I'm just true to it I let my pen flow the paper like it was made affluent Uh, let it ring, let it rip Everybody like Marvin Gaye But don't you let the record
Synchronize the watch, 'cause the don't stop Till the neighborhood call the cops It's the ass festival, coast line veteran Once droppin' bombs on yo section
Are you ready to down? Yes we are! Well, get on down 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 you're to And the brew to the loc when he roll through
Are you to throw down? Yes we are! Well, get on down you're 'posed to And shake your ass on the carpet like the old
Are you ready to down? Yes we are! Well, get on down you're 'posed to And give a loc a little dap he roll through, fool