Xzibit – Hit Run
[intro]:
[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