Hit And Run Lyrics
| Song | Hit And Run |
| Artist | Tha Alkaholiks |
| Album | Coast II Coast |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| 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 fortyfour | |
| Straight to the bar, can i get a rum and coke? | |
| The whole club was filled with the indo smoke | |
| Eswift 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, eswift shoe em how we creep | |
| eswift | |
| 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 backfeedin | |
| 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 | |
| jro | |
| I was drunk as hellest, 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, jro 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 freshass 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 theyself | |
| I' m a bomb like the stealth, and hit way up above your wealth | |
| You felt the vibe when i tapped that ass | |
| Chorus |
| 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 fortyfour | |
| Straight to the bar, can i get a rum and coke? | |
| The whole club was filled with the indo smoke | |
| Eswift 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, eswift shoe em how we creep | |
| eswift | |
| 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 backfeedin | |
| 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 | |
| jro | |
| I was drunk as hellest, 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, jro 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 freshass 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 theyself | |
| 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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