Luyện nghe bài hát Quick Way Out

[W.C.]
Down on my luck
at the park, shootin dice, and I just got.. bucked
And now I'm mad cause I'm as hell
Cause a nigga's unemployed plus I just got out of
So now I gotta up on a lick
but the lick that I hit be no bullllllshit
So now I gotta call up my
My nigga Ty, yeah, my homey from
Yo whassup? I need a lick
He told me to trip, he knew this up on 75th
who had a and a whole lot of yea
Two six-fours and a ragtop sittin on thangs
He said this motherfucker was worth ten
I said, "Cool then it's a deal"
Went to the pad and the black ski-mask
Put it on tight so could see my ass
So now I got the mac the teller
just in case motherfuckers wanna play Goodfellas
up the crew; aiy Coolio
This said he knew this nigga with some loot
[C:] So what's it gonna be, jack kidnap or
Nawww motherfucker just and a take
Cool, then set it up
Aight nigga I come
Hung up the went to my room and I grabbed another gun
on my khakis, I'm gone
Went outside and jumped in the bucket, motherfucker it's on
motion, throwin up the M
Nigga Dana what I call my rims
up Cool', now we in pursuit
Two niggaz with a plan to get some
Hit the on my way to my homeboy's house
for a quick way out, nigga

So now we at my Ty house
Cookin up a on the best way to take this nigga out
Just got out of for a caper
and I don't go back so motherfucker put it on paper
[C:] And no than we got the info
I shot the in the head with the fo'-fo'
I my mac when the motherfucker hit the flo'
God damn Coolio, what you him fo'?
[C:] Look, I you and you know me
but I don't him and that's the way it's gonna be
Who's nigga?
That was my nigga!
Yo fuck that nigga! WE CAN GET BIGGER!
So now we on our way to get
in a fucked up van with taped up license plates
Took the back way through the
And now we're sweatin cause we took a hit from the wet daddy
[C:] Got out the van, hit the gate
Everything's goin according to
I had the and Dub had the back
I had the and he had the mac
Now we runnin through the house motherfuckin SWAT
and if anything it's gonna get popped
Awwwww, there go the nigga we lookin for
Fool, GET YO' ASS ON THE FLO'
[C:] Now he's and gagged with duct tape
Dub, I got the motherfuckin
BAY-BAYYYY!
[C:] in the van and now we rollin
And I'm trippin off this fat-ass that I'm holdin
And the nigga, huh, don't worry him
Took the combination and the yea and I him
We got the loot and now we in
to get a motherfuckin drink and knock boots
Big big trout ain't no doubt
I'm lookin for a way out, motherfucker!
{*tires peel, interlude*}
[W.C.]
So now we on our way to the
A bucket full of ducats to before the streets get hot
But did we know that the nigga we smoked
had homies in the cut, sittin in the six-fo'
So now we gettin chased by niggaz in the cut
but I bet this mac'll make ass stay back
Hit up the gat, damn my is jammed
Good a nigga had a backup plan
But it's too to grab the extra gat
Burnin rubber in the and we cracked
[C:] So we jumped out the van and no what the cost
we had our mind set on sendin to Harris and Ross
But this time a nigga color blind
Fucked around and got at the end of the crime