Tha Alkaholiks, Xzibit - Hit and Run lyrics

I pull up to front with a
Smash to the ground black duly
Niggas 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 ho 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

Checkin' 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 digit's, 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

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 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 Bennett
She said, "Mmm, J-Ro yeah!
Just let me know the time and I'll be there"
I said, "I'm drunk, tired, ho
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