Throwdown 2000 Lyrics by Coolio

Throwdown 2000 Lyrics

    Chorus:
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And give a loc a little dap when he walks through
    Verse 1:
    If there be a dope beat then all y'all see
    Get up out your seat and let me see yo technique
    Freak yo physique and you betta not compete
    Make it hot and sweaty like twenty deep in a jeep
    Never comin' cheap, forty creep
    And i hope you don't mind if i borrow a few things while you go to sleep
    I steal money from the rich
    And give it to the poor, it's
    Coolio loco and ghetto witch doctor super, you are
    Bring it from the back and bring it to the front
    Cause you gotta give the people what they want
    Now hump, do the stomp to the butt
    Big homie shake your gut
    As long as you get your ass up
    It's a party over here
    And let me make it clear
    40 thevz is the crew
    So you better come anew
    Ain't a damn thing change since the first one
    And if you didn't hear the album go get one (one)

    Chorus:
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And give a loc a little dap when he walks through.

    Verse 2:
    Here come the thief on the old school beat
    And i never knew the meaning of the word "defeat"
    The master of disguise wanna see the people's eyes
    Yet, fools try to deny that the ?man? can fly
    Just cook 'em all up like gumbo
    And block their ass like mutumbo
    Cause your album dropped off the charts like dumbo
    We are new and improved to make you put on your boogie shoes
    Like k.c. and the sunshine band, or the wu-tang clan
    I go way back like vegas, nixon, noreaga
    It's the tennis shoe players fat box on the quiet station
    Now what if hip hop was like humpty dumpty sittin' on the wall
    And what if hip hop had to take a great fall
    And what if rhyme was a crime
    And each and every time
    That you spit a dope line
    You might have to do some time
    Most of these clowns will be tryin' to skip town
    But coolio will be ready for the showdown

    Chorus:
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down' like your 'posed to
    And pass a joint to the loc when he roll through

    Verse 3:
    If the shoe fit, put it on and stick
    And if your ass uncash don't let your mouth write no check
    Fools be in the bars unadvanced with a switch
    Uppercuts and fight kicks with weird al yankovich
    From tokyo to sojo, rollin wit the 4-0
    This hip hop that i'm holdin' i'll make it move your hoe
    It's the vandino, everything but rhyme's broken
    Breakin' a nigga with first position at the open
    You can't understand how i do it
    I'm just true to it
    I let my pen flow across the paper like it was made affluent
    Uh, let it ring, let it rip
    Everybody holler like marvin gaye, but don't you let the record skip
    Synchronize the watch, cause the party don't stop
    Till the neighborhood watch call the cops
    It's the wild ass festival, coast line veteran
    Once again droppin' bombs on yo section (on yo section)

    Chorus:
    Are you ready to throwndown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And pass the brew to the loc when he roll through
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
    Are you ready to throwdown?
    Yes we are!
    Well, get on down like your 'posed to
    And give a loc a little dap when he roll through.
    Fool!

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