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Cypress Hill

Track:Throw Your Set In The Air (Slow Roll Remix).

The song “Throw Your Set In The Air (Slow Roll Remix)” appears in:

Release Date (Y/M/D) Title Track Number BUY
2003-06-16 6 / 6
1995-09-26 5 / 8

Cypress Hill “Throw Your Set In The Air (Slow Roll Remix)” Song Lyric

Every nigga out there wanna be down with a crew
Some ain't gotta enough heart let me ask you

This, would you be down like a soldier
Loyal and do everything I told ya

I could mold ya into a warrior
Down for your neighborhood lookin' up to a G with the flavor

Criminal behavior on the mind
When I got your back you know I got your back each and every time

Throw your set in the air
Come on
Wave it around like you just don't care
Throw your set in the air
Throw it up holmes
Wave it around like you just don't care

It's time to exit that busta nigga
Get your hands out your pockets and your finger on the trigger

Let one fly we don't die we multiply
Throw your set up in the sky

Hot as you can 'cause you can't fuck with this
Nigga when I got the glock you better duck quick

'Cause I ain't havin' it
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If ya got your gat you better start grabbin' it
I can handle it

Soy numbero uno mero mero
You know I run with Muggs and the Perro

Firin' up that heater
When I'm givin' up my set I got my nina millimeter

Los Scandalous, Killafornia where I'm from
Dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum

I'm bookin' on your ass now you know where I'm from
Dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum

Throw your set in the air
Come on
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
Throw your set in the air
Throw up your hood holmes
Wave it around like you just don't care
Come come on
Throw your set in the air
Give it up
Wave it around like you just don't care

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Kick that gangsta shit, come on
You gotta kick that gangsta shit, come on
You gotta kick that gangsta shit, come on
You gotta kick that gangsta shit
What, what

Let me take ya to the dark side of the moon
Tell Momma that you won't be comin' home any time soon

'Cause I got ya under my thumb nigga what set you claimin'
Better be the same set I'm claimin'

Take it like a brown count
Listen my home soldiers when I'm chillin' on the east side of town

And it won't stop 'til I'm done
Dum diddy dum diddy diddy dum dum

Throw your set in the air
Come on
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
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

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