[Chorus:]
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and give a loc a little dap when he walks through
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[Verse 1:]
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If there be a dope beat then all y'all see
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Get up out your seat and let me see yo technique
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Freak yo physique and you betta not compete
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Make it hot and sweaty like twenty deep in a jeep
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Never comin' cheap, forty creep
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And I hope you don't mind if I borrow a few things while you go to sleep
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I steal money from the rich
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And give it to the poor, it's
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Coolio loco and ghetto witch doctor super, you are
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Bring it from the back and bring it to the front
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Cause you gotta give the people what they want
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Now hump, do the stomp to the butt
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Big homie shake your gut
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As long as you get your ass up
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It's a party over here
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and let me make it clear
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40 Thevz is the crew
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So you better come anew
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Ain't a damn thing change since the first one
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And if you didn't hear the album go get one (One)
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[Chorus:]
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and give a loc a little dap when he walks through.
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[Verse 2:]
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Here come the thief on the old school beat
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And I never knew the meaning of the word "defeat"
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The master of disguise wanna see the people's eyes
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Yet, fools try to deny that the ?man? can fly
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Just cook 'em all up like gumbo
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And block their ass like Mutumbo
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Cause your album dropped off the charts like Dumbo
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We are new and improved to make you put on your boogie shoes
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Like K.C. and the Sunshine Band, or the Wu-Tang Clan
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I go way back like Vegas, Nixon, Noreaga
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It's the tennis shoe players fat box on the quiet station
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Now what if hip hop was like Humpty Dumpty sittin' on the wall
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And what if hip hop had to take a great fall
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And what if rhyme was a crime
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And each and every time
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That you spit a dope line
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You might have to do some time
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Most of these clowns will be tryin' to skip town
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But Coolio will be ready for the showdown
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[Chorus:]
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down' like your 'posed to
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and pass a joint to the loc when he roll through
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[Verse 3:]
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If the shoe fit, put it on and stick
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And if your ass uncash don't let your mouth write no check
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Fools be in the bars unadvanced with a switch
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Uppercuts and fight kicks with Weird Al Yankovich
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From Tokyo to Sojo, rollin wit the 4-0
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This hip hop that I'm holdin' I'll make it move your hoe
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It's the Vandino, everything but rhyme's broken
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Breakin' a nigga with first position at the open
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You can't understand how I do it
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I'm just true to it
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I let my pen flow across the paper like it was made affluent
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Uh, let it ring, let it rip
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Everybody holler like Marvin Gaye, but don't you let the record skip
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Synchronize the watch, cause the party don't stop
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Till the neighborhood watch call the cops
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It's the wild ass festival, coast line veteran
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Once again droppin' bombs on yo section (On yo section)
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[Chorus:]
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Are you ready to throwndown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and pass the brew to the loc when he roll through
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
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Are you ready to throwdown?
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Yes we are!
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Well, get on down like your 'posed to
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and give a loc a little dap when he roll through.
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Fool!
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Throwndown 2000
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| Coolio |
