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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cypress Hill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Muggs
Arranger
B-Real
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Muggs
Producer
Jason Roberts
Mixing Engineer
Ben Wallach
Assistant Engineer
Lamont Hyde
Assistant Engineer
Manny Lecuona
Mastering Engineer
Tekst Utworu
[Verse 1]
Who 'dat, who 'dat?
[Verse 2]
Oh, Showtime, that's that young **** there man
Now this mother fucker coming around, look at that, what you want, man?
[Verse 3]
Hey, what's up O.G. Showtime, man?
What's up, Holmes?
I've been thinking, man, and uh
Thinking about what?
I'm ready to get put down on the set
You ready to put down on this set?
I'm ready to represent the shit
You ready to die for this?
I'm ready to die for this, ****
Whatchu ready to do?
What's you ready to do, you ready to get, yeah?
Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em
Yeah
Hit 'em
Who's the punk now, huh?
Front, such a front
[Verse 4]
Every **** out there wanna be down with the crew
Some ain't got enough heart let me ask you this
Would you be down like a soldier
Loyal, and do everything I told ya
[Verse 5]
I can mold ya into a warrior
Down for your neighborhood
Workin' up to a G with the flava
Criminal behavior on the mind
When I gotcha back ya know I gotcha back each and every time
[Verse 6]
Throw your set in the air (C'mon)
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air (Throw it up, all)
Wave it around like you just don't care
[Verse 7]
It's time to exit that busta ****
Get ya hands out ya pockets and your fingers on the trigga
Let one fly, we don't die, we multiply
Throw yo' set up in the sky
[Verse 8]
I ask you kid 'cause you can't fuck with this
****, when I got the Glock ya' better duck quick
'Cause I ain't havin' it
If ya gotcha, gotcha, ya better start grabbing it
[Verse 9]
I can handle it
Soy numero uno, mero mero
You know I run wit' Muggs and the perro
Firin' up that heater
When I'm throwin' up a set I got my nine millimeter
[Verse 10]
Los Scandalous, Killafornia, where I'm from
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
I'm buckin' on yo ass now ya know where I'm from
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
[Verse 11]
Throw your set in the air (C'mon)
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air (Throw it up)
Wave it around like you just don't care
[Verse 12]
Throw your set in the air (Throw your hood up)
Wave it around like you just don't care (Got c'mon)
Throw your set in the air (Give it up)
Wave it around like you just don't care
[Verse 13]
****, throw your set in the air, ****, you know I'm sayin'?
If you're scarred, ****, take your motherfuckin' punk ass to church
'Cause this one from a **** on the east side
Every motherfucking day is a job, ****
[Verse 14]
Gotta handle your business, **** you don't get back
You motherfuckin' cap on get peel back
And that ain't no bullshit
If you wanna test a ****, bring it on, ****, you know I'm sayin'?
Fuck your motherfuckin' set up in the air
[Verse 15]
Let me take you to the dark side of the moon
Tell mama that ya won't be comin' home anytime soon
'Cause I gotcha under my thumb
****, what set you claimin'?
Better be the same set I'm claimin'
[Verse 16]
Take a look around count this amount of soldiers
When I'm chillin' on the east side of town
And it won't stop till I'm done
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
[Verse 17]
Throw your set in the air (C'mon)
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air (Throw it up)
Wave it around like you just don't care
[Verse 18]
Throw your set in the air (Throw your hood up)
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air (Give it up)
Wave it around like you just don't care
[Verse 19]
Yeah, that's right
Straight giving up the hood all day, fool
Cypress Hill motherfucker, whatchu wanna do?
Uh huh
Giving my shit to be in your face, fool
Written by: B-Real, DJ Muggs, Larry E Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze