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