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 I'm broke as hell
Cause a nigga's unemployed I just got out of jail
So now I gotta come up on a
but the lick that I hit can't be no
So now I call up my nigga
My nigga Ty, yeah, my homey Wakeside
Yo nigga I need a lick
He told me to trip, he knew this fool up on
who had a safe and a lot of yea
Two and a ragtop sittin on them thangs
He said motherfucker was worth ten mill'
I said, "Cool then a done deal"
to the pad and grabbed the black ski-mask
Put it on tight so could see my ass
So now I got the mac the teller
just in case these motherfuckers play Goodfellas
up the crew; aiy Coolio
This motherfucker said he knew this nigga some loot
[C:] So what's it gonna be, jack kidnap or
Nawww motherfucker just murder and a
Cool, then set it up
Aight here I come
Hung up the phone went to my and I grabbed another gun
Slapped on my khakis, I'm
Went outside and in the bucket, motherfucker it's on yeah
Three-wheel motion, up the M
Dana Dane's 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
for a quick way out, nigga

So now we at my nigga Ty
Cookin up a on the best way to take this nigga out
got out of Quentin for a caper
and I don't wanna go back so put it on paper
And no sooner than we got the info
I shot the in the head with the fo'-fo'
I grabbed my mac when the motherfucker hit the
God damn Coolio, what you shoot him
[C:] Look, I know you and you me
but I don't know him and that's the way it's 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 taped up license plates
the back way through the alley
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 through the house like motherfuckin SWAT
and if anything move gonna get popped
Awwwww, go the nigga that we lookin for
Fool, GET YO' MOTHERFUCKIN ASS ON THE
[C:] Now he's bound and with duct tape
Dub, I got the motherfuckin
BAY-BAYYYY!
[C:] in the van and now we rollin
And I'm trippin off this fat-ass grip that I'm
And the nigga, huh, worry about him
Took the combination and the yea and I him
We got the and now we in route
to get a motherfuckin drink and knock some
Big big trout ain't no doubt
I'm lookin for a way out, motherfucker!
{*tires peel, instrumental
[W.C.]
So now we on our way to the
A bucket full of ducats to before the streets get hot
But did we know that the nigga we smoked
had some in the cut, sittin in the six-fo'
So now we gettin chased by some in the cut
but I bet this make they ass stay back
Hit up the gat, damn my is jammed
Good a nigga had a backup plan
But it's too to grab the extra gat
Burnin rubber in the and we cracked
[C:] So we jumped out the van and no what the cost
we had our mind set on niggaz to Harris and Ross
But this time a nigga color blind
around and got smoked at the end of the crime