Luyện nghe bài hát Hit & Run

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

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

So King Tee was baggin', the Threat was braggin'
his brand new, baby boo, fiendin' with the rag in
Lorenzo's, but anyway, hoes was deep
Peep, shoe em how we creep

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

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

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

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

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
back, coolin' at the crib one day
I think I'll her, we're talkin' on the phone for half an hour

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, chillin' in some undies and a robe
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 that you can put a bitch in

I got up and I washed my shit
Alright bitch, word got her then I split
Yeah, back to the shade, so I can get my lounge in
keep the hoes in check, so check

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

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

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

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

I got a pocket full of money, do you wanna help me it?
Can I get in your like Cornelius Bennet?
She said, "Mmm, yeah
Just let me the time and I'll 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 stuffin' my
Not a bid did I waste 'cause it was to the taste

I didn't wanna get so I said, "What the heck
I left my money in the 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 with the waitress

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

Yo time, caught it with this fresh-ass hooker
Kept her mouth about what it last meant 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 the streets to chill
Nigga these days, I'm PJ's, on the freeways
It's lovely, I get home, blaze up drink
Of somethin' kinda stronger to make the last longer

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

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

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