Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Throw Your Set in the Air, artist - Cypress Hill. Date of issue: 13.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Throw Your Set in the Air |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |