Luyện nghe bài hát Hit & Run

I pull up to front a smash to the ground black duly
in the street gettin' wild and unruly
Digga B was in the front so he let me through the
I never get so I pack a forty-four

to the bar, can I get a rum and coke?
The whole club was filled with the smoke
was scratchin', Tash was hoe catchin'
I had the latest but my shit wasn't matchin'

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

you out, yeah you baby, up against the wall
Here's a dollar ten rum and coke, on the alcohol
Starin' at chest and I can only guess
Lord 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 think I'm large so she didn't bust my bubble

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

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

is how I roll it, I met her at a club last week
It was this fly ass freak, I sleep, I got the digits
Laid back, at the crib one day
I think call her, we're talkin' on the phone for half an hour

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

And roll up at my leisure, I play like I believe her
How she me she ain't 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, word got her rings then I
Yeah, back to the shade, so I can get my lounge in
keep the hoes in check, so check

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

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

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

Fuck it, the bitch with the 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 on earth
Kickin' fools off my turf the day of my birth

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

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

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

We rip shows and hoes drop clothes
funny, the shit bitches do for money
Only jockin' on a nigga with his name in
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 meant to her
I said, "Look hon, all I gots is blunts,
A couple of brothers I don't know the kids before me"

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

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

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

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