Alkaholiks The Hit And Run Lyrics

Hit And Run Lyrics

[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