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luca milani - under my thumb lyrics

(whispered)
“who there, who there.”
“ahh, showtime, that’s that little young maybe here man. i got all f-ck goin’ on everyday
what you want man?”

“hey what’s up o.g. showtime man?
“what’s up homes.”
“hey man, i’ve been thinkin’ man an’ i’m-”
“been thinkin’ about what.”
“hey i’m ready to get put down on this set.”
“you ready to get put down on this set?”
“i’m ready to represent sh-t”
“on this one right here?”
“yes baby.”
“you ready to die for this?”
“i’m ready to die for this n-gga.”
“what you ready to do ni'”
“an’ i’m ready to put in.”
“what you (whack)ready to do! you ready to (whack)get yeah! get it! get
it! (slap!)hmmm get it! yeah. hit ‘im! what set you from now, huh?
word. what set you from…”

every n-gga out there wanna be down with our crew
some ain’t got enough heart let me ask you
this: would you be down like a soldier
loyal an’ do everything i told ya
i can mold ya into a warrior down for you neighborhood
glockin’ out, do a g with the flavor
criminal behavior on the mind
when i got your back you know i got your crack 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 homes!
wave it around like you just don’t care

it’s time to exit that buster n-gga
get your hands out your pockets and your finger on the trigger
lead will fly we don’t die we multiply
throw your set up in the sky
i asked you kid ’cause you can’t f-ck with this
n-gga, when i got the glock ya better duck quick
’cause i ain’t havin’ it
if ya got your gatt you better start grabbin’ it, i can handle it
soy numero 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-millametre
los scandalous, k!llafornia: where i’m from
dum diddy dum, diddy diddy dum dum
i’m workin’ on your -ss 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 homes!
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

“n-gga throw your set in the air, n-gga you know what i’m sayin’, you
scared, you be takin’ your mothaf-ckin’ punk -ss to church, ’cause where
i’m from n-gga on the east side, every mothaf-ckin’ day is a job, n-gga
you gotta handle your business, because if you don’t, your mothaf-ckin’
gatt will get peeled back! and that ain’t no bullsh-t. if you wanna test
it n-gga, bring it on n-gga, you know what i’m sayin’. throw your
mothaf-ckin’ set up in the air.”

let me take you to the dark side of the moon
tell mama that you won’t be comin’ home anytime soon
’cause i got ya under my thumb n-gga, what’s that you claimin’?
better be the same set i’m claimin’
take a look around, count this amount of soldiers
when i’m chillin’ on the eastside of town
and it won’t stop ’till 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 – get it up!
wave it around like you just don’t care

“yeah, that’s right. straight givin’ up the hood all day fool
cypress hill mo’f-cker what you wanna do? ah huh. givin’ my sh-t up in
your face fool!”

- luca milani lyrics

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