Luyện nghe bài hát Hit & Run

I pull up to front with a smash to the ground black
Niggaz in the street gettin' and unruly
Digga B was in the so he let me through the door
I get frisked so I pack a forty-four

Straight to the bar, can I get a rum and
The whole was filled with the indo smoke
E-Swift was scratchin', Tash was hoe
I had the latest but my shit wasn't matchin'

So Tee was baggin', the nigga Threat was braggin'
his brand new, baby boo, fiendin' with the rag in
Lorenzo's, but anyway, them hoes was
Peep, E-Swift shoe em how we

you out, yeah you baby, up against the wall
Here's a dollar ten rum and coke, heavy on the
Starin' at your chest and I can guess
have mercy, what's up under that Adidas dress

Yo shortay, you're kinda nice
Stick around and us rock the mic device
She gave me this look like she was puzzled or
I don't I'm large so she didn't bust my bubble

It's the Liks baby, where your at?
She said, got thrown out tryin' to sneak in the back
No sweat, go out and get 'em
Hooked it up for and Tash to get with 'em

Now we on stage stop the mic back-feedin'
Got the three hoes in the front row
That's how it be you play high post
'Cause all I wanna do is tap that ass and get

This is how I roll it, I met her at a club last
It was fly ass freak, I didn't sleep, I got the digits
Laid back, coolin' at the one day
I think I'll call her, we're talkin' on the phone for half an

I finally ask her, can a nigga come
She talkin' she ain't dressed I said, "Cool, I'm still comin' over"
I get there, she's chillin' in some and a robe
Ice cold, forty down in the

And roll up blunts at my leisure, I like I believe her
How she tellin' me she no skeezer
An hour I was breakin' her off
In each and every position you can ever put a bitch in

I got up and then I my shit
Alright bitch, got her rings then I split
Yeah, back to the shade, so I can get my in effect
Xzibit keep the in check, so check

All I wanna do
Is tap that ass 'fore the night is
All I really do
Is tap ass and get ghost with the cash

All I really do
Is tap that ass 'fore the is through
All I wanna do
Is tap that ass and get ghost the cash

I was drunk as hell-est, I begin to bill for my
The club me of whylin' at the Bush back in the day
when I seen her, the freak from the diner
Her name was Nina, or Tina, or was it

Fuck it, the with the tipple bitties and the boomin' bass
I said, my is big game all in her face
I said, for what it's worth, I'm the best on
Kickin' fools off my turf since the day of my

I got a pocket full of money, do you wanna me spend it?
Can I get in backfield like Cornelius Bennet?
She said, "Mmm, yeah
Just let me know the time and be there"

I said, "I'm drunk, tired, hoe, for heaven's
go to Larry Parker's for a burger and a shake"
We got to the place I started my face
Not a bid did I waste 'cause it was to the taste

I didn't wanna get stuck so I said, "What the
I left my money in the truck so won't you up the check?"
And the next move, you think it's tasteless
But I gave her a tip and got ghost the waitress

We rip shows and hoes clothes backstage
funny, the shit bitches do for money
Only jockin' on a nigga with his in lights
I'd rather kickback relax and play the shades real

Yo last time, it with this fresh-ass hooker
Kept runnin' her mouth about what it last to her
I said, "Look hon, all I is blunts, forties
A couple of brothers 'cause I don't the kids before me"

You're trippin', dip into the to chill
Nigga these days, I'm PJ's, on the freeways
It's lovely, I get home, up another drink
Of somethin' kinda stronger to make the last longer

Yo, it's the one and who welp the bitches
they got me but yo they gettin' they-self
I'm a bomb like the and hit way up above your wealth
You felt the vibe I tapped that ass

All I wanna do
Is tap ass 'fore the night is through
All I wanna do
Is tap that ass and get ghost the cash

All I really do
Is tap that ass 'fore the night is
All I wanna do
Is tap that ass and get ghost the cash