Luyện nghe bài hát Quick Way Out

[W.C.]
Down on my luck
at the park, shootin dice, and I just got.. bucked
And now I'm mad cause I'm broke as
Cause a unemployed plus 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 gotta call up my
My nigga Ty, yeah, my homey Wakeside
Yo nigga I need a lick
He me to trip, he knew this fool up on 75th
who had a and a whole lot of yea
Two six-fours and a ragtop sittin on them
He said this was worth ten mill'
I said, "Cool it's a done deal"
Went to the pad and grabbed the black
Put it on tight so could see my ass
So now I got the mac with the
just in case these motherfuckers wanna play
Called up the aiy Coolio
This motherfucker said he knew this with some loot
[C:] So what's it gonna be, jack or rape?
motherfucker just murder and a take
[C:] Cool, set it up
Aight here I come
Hung up the phone went to my and I grabbed another gun
on my khakis, I'm gone
Went outside and jumped in the bucket, it's on yeah
motion, throwin up the M
Nigga Dana what I call my rims
up Cool', now we in pursuit
Two with a plan to get some loot
Hit the on my way to my homeboy's house
Lookin for a quick way out,

So now we at my nigga Ty
Cookin up a plan on the best way to take nigga out
Just got out of Quentin for a
and I don't wanna go back so motherfucker put it on
[C:] And no sooner we got the info
I the nigga in the head with the fo'-fo'
I grabbed my mac when the hit the flo'
God damn Coolio, what you him fo'?
[C:] Look, I you and you know me
but I don't know him and the way it's gonna be
Who's nigga?
was my homeboy 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
Took the back way the alley
And now we're sweatin cause we just took a hit from the wet
[C:] Got out the van, hit the back
goin according to plan
I had the front and Dub had the
I had the and he had the mac
Now we runnin through the house like SWAT
and if anything move gonna get popped
Awwwww, there go the nigga that we for
Fool, GET YO' ASS ON THE FLO'
[C:] Now he's bound and with duct tape
Dub, I got the safe
BAY-BAYYYY!
Jumped in the van and now we rollin
And I'm trippin off this fat-ass that I'm holdin
And the nigga, huh, don't worry him
the combination and the yea and I shot him
We got the and now we in route
to get a motherfuckin drink and knock 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 bucket full of ducats to before the streets get hot
But little did we that the nigga we smoked
had some homies in the cut, in the six-fo'
So now we gettin by some niggaz in the cut
but I bet this mac'll make they ass back
Hit up the gat, my shit is jammed
thing a nigga had a backup plan
But it's too late to the extra gat
Burnin rubber in the bucket and we
So we jumped out the van and no matter what 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