Tha Alkaholiks (Tha Liks)
Tha Alkaholiks (Tha Liks) - Hit & Run lyrics
Your rating:
[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 barcan I get a rum and coke? The whole club was filled with the indo smoke E-swift was scratchintash was hoe catchin I had the latest fashion but my shit wasn't matchin So king tee was bagginthe nigga threat was braggin Bout his brand newbaby boofiendin with the rag in Lorenzo'sbut anywaythem hoes was deep Peepe-swift shoe em how we creep [e-swift] Check you outyeah you babyup against the wall Here's a dollar ten rum and cokeheavy on the alcohol Starin at your chestand I can only guess Lord have mercy what's up under that adidas dress Yo shortayyou'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 sweatI'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 itI met her at a club last week It was this fly ass freakI didn't sleepI got the digitslaid back Coolin at the crib one day I think I'll call herwe'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 "coolI'm still comin over" I get thereshe's chillin in some undies and a robe Ice coldforty down in the freezer And roll up blunts at my leisureI 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 bitchword got her rings then I split Yeah back to the shadeso I can get my lounge in effect Xzibit keep the hoes in checkso 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-estI begin to bill for my pray The club reminded me of whylin at the bush back in the day That's when I seen herthe freak from the diner Her name was ninaor tinaor was it regina Fuck itthe 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 worthI'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"mmmj-ro yeah! Just let me know the time and I'll be there" I said"i'm drunktiredhoefor 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 wastecause 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 moveyou might think it's tasteless But I gave her a tip and got ghost with the waitress [xzibit] We rip showsand 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 timecaught it with this fresh-ass hooker Kept runnin her mouth about what it last meant to her I said"look honall I gots is bluntsforties A couple of brothers cause I don't know the kids before me You're trippin." dip into the streets to chill Nigga these daysI'm gettin pj'son the freeways It's lovelyI get homeblaze up another drink Of somethin kinda strongerto make the funk last longer Yoit'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 stealthand hit way up above your wealth You felt the vibe when I tapped that ass Chorus