Tha Alkaholiks - Hit And Run Lyrics

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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

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

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 the phone 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

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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

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

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

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' fools 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

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

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

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

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