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1-1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down

What up everybody so glad you're here
It's Coolio with the flow back in your ear
This ain't a fantastic voyage
But I'm still on a mission to see if I can

Everybody out there go run and tell
Your homeboys and homegirls it’s time for Kenan and Kel
To keep you laughin’ in the afternoon
So don’t touch that dial or leave the room,

‘Coz they’re always into something,
It’s fun and you don’t wanna miss it
Its double K like two to get greatness,

Starlight
Starbright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may
I wish I might
Get this lick I try to hit tonight....

Shinin' down on me

Verse 1: Coolio
Now I've seen places and faces
And things you ain't never thought about thinking
If you ain't peek then you must be drinking
And smokin'
Pretending not to locin' but you're brokin'
Let me get you open
Now little Timmy got his diploma and

Now I've seen places and faces
and things you ain't never thought about thinking
if you ain't peek then you must be drinking
and smokin'
pretending not to locin' but you're brokin'
let me get you open
now little Timmy got his diploma and
little Jimmy got life

I'm gettin' bunions from all the disrespectful sisters in my face
I give love
But when push come to shove
I'm 'posed to solo
Diggin' me out the ditch

(Hey, hey, Cool, give me some chips, fool) Ain't that a bitch
Ain't no cash just fallin' out the sky

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left
Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long that
Even my momma thinks that my mind is gone
But I aint never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talking, and where you walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk

I love it when we're cruisin' together
I love it when we're cruisin' together

Baby get in we fixin' to cruise till we can't
You got the drink I got the denk and we done stopped at the bank
Sunbeamin' this weekend heading down that beach way
Messin' with my girl's hair one of them games that we play
Braids bouncin to the beat feel me coming down the street

Come on y'all let's take a ride
don't you say shit just get inside
It's time to take your ass on another kind of trip
cause you can't have the hop if you don't have the hip
grab your gat with the extra clip and,
close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick it
kick it, kick it, yeah, that's the ticket

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realise there's none left
Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long that
Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone
But I aint never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talking, and where you walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk

What you gonna play now
Get on up. Get on up. Get on up. Get on up.
Every geto got a different name but they all the same
So Coolio loco gonna put you up on game
We got homies who sell straps
Homies who sell crack
Homies who sell the bomb chronic sacks thats a fact
Cause you from the neighborhood niggas love

Mirrors on the ceiling
They bring champagne on ice
And she said
We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device
And in the master's chambers
They gather for the feast
They stab it with there steely knives

Hey....(That's the way I like it)
Somebody told me that you're not my kind so have I lost my mind
You keep on doing all the things I like you got me hypnotised
(But) That's the way I like it
Girl you make me wanna move, it's a price I got to pay
For all the things you do, but I like it
*Gotta listen to the groove and you gotta listen well
The way I go, that's the way I like it

Coolio man what'cha need ta do man is kick that old
gangsta shit man some of that rolin down ya street in ya 6 4
slangin ya dope blastin on fools ya know

Coolio what about the women I mean
don't'cha want to represent the sistas
as well why aren't you comin up wit
somthin for us a little encouragement

*The sound of rain falling and a devil like voice laughing*

A man is heard running and breathing fast
Scared Man: Damn! Wha...

The running gets faster, the man is breathing faster, and he sounds
terrified. The devil's laughing is getting much louder

One dark night I need some ends
I got a spot cased out I'm breakin in
I gotta cutter that'll cut thru ya window like butter
Suction cup, window up
Now I'm on the inside lookin for some loot
38 special I don't wanna have to shoot
I ain't no young, raw fresh recruit, uhh
Steel tote boots, black khaki suit

Chorus:
It's all the way live. it's all the way live.
It's all the way live. it's all the way live.

Why you take a chunk and go up for a dunk?
An' I never been a punk but your girl calls me hunk
Straight to the hoop an' I know how to shoot
If you wanna know the truth then you better get the scoop

Got kinda high and uhh kinda drunk
Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball
Chorus: repeat 4X
Got kinda high and uhh kinda drunk
Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball
Verse One:
I'm sittin' at the bar with a hundred dollar bill
The homies is runnin' late so I got some time to kill

Got kinda high and, uh, kinda drunk
Beer drinkin' beer beer drinkin' eight ball

Got kinda high and, uh, kinda drunk
Beer drinkin' beer beer drinkin' eight ball
Got kinda high and, uh, kinda drunk
Beer drinkin' beer beer drinkin' eight ball
Got kinda high and, uh, kinda drunk

Chorus:
When night falls over the city
Gotta be ready cause it feels like
Somebody's comin to get me

Verse 1:
It's ten o'clock and darkness covers my area
And every night it's gettin a little bit more scarier

Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it

Another Saturday night and I'm feelin' kinda slow
I'm down with the flu but I don't want no [Incomprehensible]
Even though I'm thirsty and I'm hungry

Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it!

Another Saturday night, and I'm feelin' kinda slothy
I'm down with the forty, but I don't want no forty
Even though I'm thirsty and I'm hungry, I need some Kurathers

We meet every single day at the same old place
At the same old time
With the same state of mind
Me and her together but we know it ain't forever
We just happy for the time
The weed and the wine
The walks in the park, escapades in the dark
We knew how it had to be right

Треклист:
01 - Intro
02 - 2 Minutes & 21 Seconds Of Funk
03 - One Mo
04 - The Devil Is Dope
05 - Hit ‘Em [feat. Ras Kass]
06 - Knight Fall
07 - Ooh La La

One, two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
Gotta, gotta get up to get down

What up everybody
So glad you're here
It's Coolio with the

Uh, I sneak up on her like a cheetah
And get a call of the wild when I greet her (meow)
The coochie leader
Bend on over and touch your toes
And I can jump up on a dresser and strike a pose
Uh, if you willing and you're ready and you're able, girl
Pull up your skirt and we can do it on the pool table
Your nipples look so tender

Впервые услышал эту песню в конце незабвенного фильма "Nothing to lose" с Мартином Лоуренсом и Тимом Роббинсом. В детстве это был один из моих любимых фильмов. И я, и Гохан смотрели его раз по 7-8 без преувеличения, шуточки оттуда стали крылатыми фразами. Наверное, на всю жизнь запомню кадры из фильма под эту песню.

p.s.
- У тебя паук на голове.
- Слушай, я не понимаю ваши эти рэперские словечки. что это занчит "паук на голове"?
- Это значит, что у тебя нахрен паук на твоей долбаной башке!

We breakin? up Monday, Tuesday
We blowin? dubs Wednesday, Thursday
She shake it up Friday, Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday

It was on
The very first time that I met
That leather was fittin?

Brainiac, with a zany act, cleptomaniac
Before I go to work I smoke me a fat sack
Of indo, then climb through the window
And eye the VCR, and load it in the Pinto, huh!
Yes I'm on my way to the bait
or should I say the pawn shop, but I don't smoke rocks
Some people say I'm crazy and they think I'm on crack
Cause I hock all the shit and I never get it back

[Verse 1]
Imagine looking at life through rose-tinted glasses
And the policy of the people is passive
And all the women got fat asses
And all the homies got dubs and deeds to spend
And when the po-po's pass they wave and say "hi"
And wear a grin (hey)
And everybody that you meet is a potential friend

It's time to take you to its full potential
Peep this
and drop some game on the instrumental and
it's essential that you listen close and better tell your folks
that the loc has spoke
first things first since your date of birth
you've been kinda confused about what your life is worth
50 million times your weight in gold

Everybody listen up cuz I'm about to get my speak on
Fools be trippin' when it's time to get their freak on
Runnin' round town
Puttin' it down
Without no protection
Fo' the erection
When it's time for selection
What's your direction?

[Verse 1]
Yo, the G is off the chain when you come round here
Better watch what you claim when you come round here
You can do your thing when you come round here
But it's blessed that you can hang when you come round here
Ain't no playin games when you come round here
Weak niggas feel the flame when they come round here
We tryina make it bang when you come round here