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Текст (слова) песни: Xzibit - Hit & Run (part Ii)


[hightower]: baby, do me a favor, call up xzibit for me.
[xzibit]: allo?
[girl]: hello, xzibit?
[xzibit]: yeah, yeah, what`s up?
[girl]: hold on one second ok?
[xzibit]: alright
[hightower]: xzibit?
[xzibit]: hey, what`s up?
[hightower]: it`s ron, hightower.
[xzibit]: ah, what`s up dude, what`s goin` down?
[hightower]: eh nigga, it ain`t nothin` but a party!
[xzbibit]: yoo! shit it`s goin` down?
[hightower]: hey, let me tell you something.
I got some ladies over here, you know...
[girl]: hi xzibit!
[xzibit]: what`s up?
[hightower]: he he, see what i`m saying.
They were just trying, you know, to tell you hello and shit
But listen why don`t you do this
When you`re done over there, why don`t you come here and shit
You know what i`m saying?
That way they can tell you hello on person
[xzibit]: ah alrihgt, you want me to bring you somethin`
[hightower]: hey, bring yourself, i`m sure they can handle the rest
You know what i mean?
[xzibit]: yeah yeah, alright, i`ll be over there in a minute.
[hightower]: peace!
[xzibit]: alright

[verse one]:

[xzibit]:
It`s a lazy sunday night
Xzibit posted at the lab
Gettin` high as a kite
Proceed to rolll the light
It`s real tight
In a paper philly blunts i don`t need
It might fuck off the taste
Of this bomb ass weed
My nigga tango and breeze
Came thru we blaze a few
Together bored as fuck
Niggas down for whatever
Break left from the bomb
Phone call from ron hightower
Shower at his crib in a hour
All the women involved drop drawers
Don`t say nothin`
Just a lota nuttin`
Fuckin` plus dick suckin`
Goddamn who was that?
Half black with the fat ass
Too much to ask if you can put them on the glass
[for me]
My name`s xzibit
I aint` tryin` to spit game
Just tell me your name
And the proportions of your frame
[38-26-32]
That`s right
Xzibit now has it poppin` on sunday night

[chorus]: (2x)
I don`t wanna save `em
Pay em` or buy clothes
All we really wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes

[verse two]:

[rass kass]:
You knew the game
And you still ended up on your back...

[xzibit]:
Bitches get laid like tracks
Break it down like that
With stacks of profilactics
Got ill tactics just to get you on the matress like yo
[girl moaning in background]
With minimal conversation
No time wastin`
Only hard penetration
Gettin` shiners on recliners
Cummin` in your faces
Stop! get on top
I take your mind different places
Won`t be satisfied till i hit every race
Color and creed in deed
All i need is weed a fly steez
Who ain`t afraid to take the lead
A little dirt on your knees
Looked over saw breeze
Laid out on the couch about to let it all out
Nigga that`s the kinda shit that i`m talkin` about

[chorus]: (4x)
I don`t wanna save em`
Pay em` or buy clothes
All we really wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes

 

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