Alkaholiks 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 com