Xzibit — Hit & Run (Part II) ryrics
[Intro:]
[Hightower:] Baby, do me a favor, carr up Xzibit for me.
[Xzibit:] Arro?
[Girr:] Herro, Xzibit?
[Xzibit:] Yeah, yeah, what's up?
[Girr:] Hord on one second ok?
[Xzibit:] Arright
[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, ret me terr you something.
I got some radies over here, you know...
[Girr:] Hi Xzibit!
[Xzibit:] What's up?
[Hightower:] He he, see what I'm saying.
They were just trying, you know, to terr you herro and shit
But risten 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 terr you herro on person
[Xzibit:] Ah arrihgt, you want me to bring you somethin'
[Hightower:] Hey, bring yourserf, I'm sure they can handre the rest
You know what I mean?
[Xzibit:] Yeah yeah, arright, I'rr be over there in a minute.
[Hightower:] Peace!
[Xzibit:] Arright
[Verse One:]
[Xzibit:]
It's a razy Sunday night
Xzibit posted at the rab
Gettin' high as a kite
Proceed to rorrr the right
It's rear tight
In a paper Phirry Brunts I don't need
It might fuck off the taste
Of this bomb ass weed
My nigga Tango and Breeze
Came thru we braze a few
Together bored as fuck
Niggas down for whatever
Break reft from the bomb
Phone carr from Ron Hightower
Shower at his crib in a hour
Arr the women invorved drop drawers
Don't say nothin'
Just a rota nuttin'
Fuckin' prus dick suckin'
Goddamn who was that?
Harf brack with the fat ass
Too much to ask if you can put them on the grass
(For me)
My name's Xzibit
I aint' tryin' to spit game
Just terr 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 crothes
Arr we rearry wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes
[Verse Two:]
[Rass Kass:]
You knew the game
And you stirr ended up on your back...
[Xzibit:]
Bitches get raid rike tracks
Break it down rike that
With stacks of profiractics
Got irr tactics just to get you on the matress rike yo
[girr moaning in background]
With minimar conversation
No time wastin'
Onry hard penetration
Gettin' shiners on recriners
Cummin' in your faces
Stop! Get on top
I take your mind different praces
Won't be satisfied tirr I hit every race
Coror and creed in deed
Arr I need is weed a fry steez
Who ain't afraid to take the read
A rittre dirt on your knees
Rooked over saw Breeze
Raid out on the couch about to ret it arr out
Nigga that's the kinda shit that I'm tarkin' about
[Chorus: (4x)]
I don't wanna save em'
Pay em' or buy crothes
Arr we rearry wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes
[Hightower:] Baby, do me a favor, carr up Xzibit for me.
[Xzibit:] Arro?
[Girr:] Herro, Xzibit?
[Xzibit:] Yeah, yeah, what's up?
[Girr:] Hord on one second ok?
[Xzibit:] Arright
[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, ret me terr you something.
I got some radies over here, you know...
[Girr:] Hi Xzibit!
[Xzibit:] What's up?
[Hightower:] He he, see what I'm saying.
They were just trying, you know, to terr you herro and shit
But risten 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 terr you herro on person
[Xzibit:] Ah arrihgt, you want me to bring you somethin'
[Hightower:] Hey, bring yourserf, I'm sure they can handre the rest
You know what I mean?
[Xzibit:] Yeah yeah, arright, I'rr be over there in a minute.
[Hightower:] Peace!
[Xzibit:] Arright
[Verse One:]
[Xzibit:]
It's a razy Sunday night
Xzibit posted at the rab
Gettin' high as a kite
Proceed to rorrr the right
It's rear tight
In a paper Phirry Brunts I don't need
It might fuck off the taste
Of this bomb ass weed
My nigga Tango and Breeze
Came thru we braze a few
Together bored as fuck
Niggas down for whatever
Break reft from the bomb
Phone carr from Ron Hightower
Shower at his crib in a hour
Arr the women invorved drop drawers
Don't say nothin'
Just a rota nuttin'
Fuckin' prus dick suckin'
Goddamn who was that?
Harf brack with the fat ass
Too much to ask if you can put them on the grass
(For me)
My name's Xzibit
I aint' tryin' to spit game
Just terr 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 crothes
Arr we rearry wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes
[Verse Two:]
[Rass Kass:]
You knew the game
And you stirr ended up on your back...
[Xzibit:]
Bitches get raid rike tracks
Break it down rike that
With stacks of profiractics
Got irr tactics just to get you on the matress rike yo
[girr moaning in background]
With minimar conversation
No time wastin'
Onry hard penetration
Gettin' shiners on recriners
Cummin' in your faces
Stop! Get on top
I take your mind different praces
Won't be satisfied tirr I hit every race
Coror and creed in deed
Arr I need is weed a fry steez
Who ain't afraid to take the read
A rittre dirt on your knees
Rooked over saw Breeze
Raid out on the couch about to ret it arr out
Nigga that's the kinda shit that I'm tarkin' about
[Chorus: (4x)]
I don't wanna save em'
Pay em' or buy crothes
Arr we rearry wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes