Luyện nghe bài hát Quick Way Out

[W.C.]
Down on my luck
Hangin at the park, shootin dice, and I just got..
And now I'm mad cause I'm as hell
Cause a nigga's unemployed plus I just got out of
So now I gotta up on a lick
but the lick that I hit be no bullllllshit
So now I gotta call up my
My Ty, yeah, my homey from Wakeside
Yo nigga I need a lick
He told me to trip, he knew this up on 75th
who had a safe and a lot of yea
Two six-fours and a ragtop sittin on thangs
He said this motherfucker was ten mill'
I said, "Cool then it's a deal"
Went to the pad and grabbed the black
Put it on tight so nobody see my ass
So now I got the mac the teller
just in case these motherfuckers wanna Goodfellas
Called up the aiy Coolio
This motherfucker he knew this nigga with some loot
So what's it gonna be, jack kidnap or rape?
Nawww motherfucker just and a take
[C:] Cool, set it up
Aight nigga here I
Hung up the phone went to my room and I grabbed gun
on my khakis, I'm gone
Went outside and in the bucket, motherfucker it's on yeah
Three-wheel motion, up the M
Nigga Dana what I call my rims
Scooped up Cool', now we in
Two niggaz with a to get some loot
Hit the one-ten on my way to my house
Lookin for a quick way out,

So now we at my nigga Ty
Cookin up a plan on the best way to this nigga out
Just got out of Quentin for a
and I don't go back so motherfucker put it on paper
[C:] And no sooner we got the info
I shot the nigga in the head with the
I grabbed my mac when the hit the flo'
God damn Coolio, what you him fo'?
Look, I know you and you know me
but I know him and that's the way it's gonna be
Who's that
That was my nigga!
[C:] Yo fuck nigga! WE CAN GET BIGGER!
So now we on our way to get
Rollin in a fucked up van with taped up license
Took the back way through the
And now we're cause we just took a hit from the wet daddy
Got out the van, hit the back gate
Everything's goin according to
I had the front and Dub had the
I had the and he had the mac
Now we runnin through the like motherfuckin SWAT
and if anything it's gonna get popped
Awwwww, there go the nigga we lookin for
Fool, GET YO' MOTHERFUCKIN ASS ON THE
[C:] Now he's bound and gagged duct tape
Dub, I got the motherfuckin
BAY-BAYYYY!
[C:] in the van and now we rollin
And I'm trippin off fat-ass grip that I'm holdin
And the nigga, huh, don't worry him
the combination and the yea and I shot him
We got the loot and now we in
to get a drink and knock some boots
Big money big ain't no doubt
I'm for a quick way out, motherfucker!
{*tires peel, instrumental
[W.C.]
So now we on our way to the
A full of ducats to drop before the streets get hot
But did we know that the nigga we smoked
had some homies in the cut, in the six-fo'
So now we gettin chased by some in the cut
but I bet this mac'll they ass stay back
Hit up the gat, damn my is jammed
Good thing a had a backup plan
But it's too late to the extra gat
rubber in the bucket and we cracked
[C:] So we jumped out the van and no matter the cost
we had our mind set on sendin to Harris and Ross
But this time a nigga wasn't color
around and got smoked at the end of the crime