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Текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Hit and Run

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[Featuring Xzibit]
[J-Ro]
I pull up to front with a smash to the ground black duly
Niggaz in the street gettin wild and unruly
Digga B was in the front so he let me through the door
I never get frisked so I pack a forty-four
Straight to the bar, can I get a rum and coke?
The whole club was filled with the indo smoke
E-Swift was scratchin, Tash was hoe catchin
I had the latest fashion but my shit wasn`t matchin
So King Tee was baggin, the nigga Threat was braggin
Bout his brand new, baby boo, fiendin with the rag in
Lorenzo`s, but anyway, them hoes was deep
Peep, E-Swift shoe em how we creep
[E-Swift]
Check you out, yeah you baby, up against the wall
Here`s a dollar ten rum and coke, heavy on the alcohol
Starin at your chest, and I can only guess
Lord have mercy what`s up under that Adidas dress
Yo shortay, you`re lookin kinda nice
Stick around and watch us rock the mic device
She gave me this look like she was puzzled or troubled
I don`t think I`m large so she didn`t bust my bubble
It`s the Liks baby where your girlfriends at
She said they got thrown out tryin to sneak in the back
No sweat, I`ll go out and get em
Hooked it up for Noid and Tash to get with em
Now we on stage stop the mic from back-feedin
Got the three hoes in the front row chillin
That`s how it be when you play high post
Cause all I wanna do is tap that ass and get ghost
[Xzibit]
This is how I roll it, I met her at a club last week
It was this fly ass freak, I didn`t sleep, I got the digits, laid back
Coolin at the crib one day
I think I`ll call her, we`re talkin on thephone for half an hour
I finally ask her can a nigga come through
She talkin bout she ain`t dressed I said "Cool, I`m still comin over"
I get there, she`s chillin in some undies and a robe
Ice cold, forty down in the freezer
And roll up blunts at my leisure, I play like I believe her
How she tellin me she ain`t no skeezer
An hour later I was breakin her off
in each and every position that you can ever put a bitch in
I got up and then I washed my shit
Alright bitch, word got her rings then I split
Yeah back to the shade, so I can get my lounge in effect
Xzibit keep the hoes in check, so check
Chorus: Repeat 2X
All I really wanna do
Is tap that ass `fore the night is through
All I really wanna do
Is tap that ass and get ghost with the cash
[J-Ro]
I was drunk as hell-est, I begin to bill for my pray
the club reminded me of whylin at the Bush back in the day
That`s when I seen her, the freak from the diner
Her name was Nina, or Tina, or was it Regina
Fuck it, the bitch with the tipple bitties and the boomin bass
I said my name is big game all in her face
I said for what it`s worth, I`m the best on earth
Kickin folls off my turf since the day of my birth
I got a pocket full of money do you wanna help me spend it
Can I get in your backfield like Cornelius Bennet
She said, "Mmm, J-Ro yeah!
Just let me know the time and I`ll be there"
I said, "I`m drunk, tired, hoe, for heaven`s sake
Let`s go to Larry Parker`s for a burger and a shake"
We got to the place I started stuffin my face
Not a bid did I waste, cause it was good to the taste
I didn`t wanna get stuck so I said, "What the heck
I left my money in the truck so won`t you pick up the check"
And the next move, you might think it`s tasteless
But I gave her a tip and got ghost with the waitress
[Xzibit]
We rip shows, and hoes drop clothes backstage it`s funny
The shit bitches do for money
Only jockin on a nigga with his name in lights
I`d rather kickback relax and play the shades real tight
Yo last time, caught it with this fresh-ass hooker
Kept runnin her mouth about what it last meant to her
I said, "Look hon, all I gots is blunts, forties
A couple of brothers cause I don`t know the kids before me
You`re trippin." Dip into the streets to chill
Nigga these days, I`m gettin PJ`s, on the freeways
It`s lovely, I get home, blaze up another drink
of somethin kinda stronger, to make the funk last longer
Yo, it`s the one and only who welp the bitches
Thinkin they got me but yo they gettin they-self
I`m a bomb like the stealth, and hit way up above your wealth
You felt the vibe when I tapped that ass
Chorus

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