Luyện nghe bài hát Hit & Run

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

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

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

Check you out, yeah you baby, up the wall
Here's a dollar ten rum and coke, on the alcohol
at your chest and I can only guess
Lord mercy, what's up under that Adidas dress

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

It's the baby, where your girlfriends at?
She said, they got thrown out to sneak in the back
No sweat, go out and get 'em
Hooked it up for Noid and 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 when you play post
'Cause all I wanna do is tap ass and get ghost

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

I ask her, can a nigga come through?
She talkin' bout she dressed I said, "Cool, I'm still comin' over"
I get there, she's chillin' in some undies and a
Ice cold, down in the freezer

And roll up at my leisure, I play like I believe her
How she tellin' me she ain't no
An later I was breakin' her off
In each and position that you can ever put a bitch in

I got up and then I my shit
Alright bitch, word got her rings I split
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 night is
All I really do
Is tap that ass and get ghost with the

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

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

it, the bitch with the tipple bitties and the boomin' bass
I said, my name is big game all in her
I said, for it's worth, I'm the best 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 your backfield Cornelius Bennet?
She said, "Mmm, J-Ro
Just let me the time and I'll be there"

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

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

We rip and hoes drop clothes backstage
It's funny, the shit bitches do for
Only jockin' on a nigga with his name in
I'd rather kickback relax and play the real tight

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

You're trippin', dip the streets to chill
Nigga these days, I'm gettin' PJ's, on the
It's lovely, I get home, blaze up drink
Of somethin' stronger to make the funk last longer

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

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

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