Though commercial crossover success largely eluded the group, they maintained a dedicated following on their native West Coast, throughout the United States and worldwide. Tha Alkaholiks were also featured with their own song "Daaam!" featuring Finger Eleven on Loud Rocks.
Hit And Run
Tha Alkaholiks Lyrics
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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'
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
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
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 "Cool, I'm still comin' over"
I get there, she's chillin' in some undies and a robe
Ice cold, forty down in the freezer
And roll up blunts at my leisure, I play like I believe her
How she tellin' me she ain't no skeezer
An hour later I was breakin' her off
In each and every position that you can ever put a bitch in
I got up and then I washed my shit
Alright bitch, word got her rings then I split
Yeah back to the shade, so I can get my lounge in effect
Xzibit keep the hoes in check, so check
[Chorus: x2]
All I really wanna do
Is tap that ass 'fore the night is through
All I really wanna do
Is tap that ass and get ghost with the cash
I was drunk as hell-est, I begin to bill for my pray
The club reminded me of whylin' at the Bush back in the day
That's when I seen her, the freak from the diner
Her name was Nina, or Tina, or was it Regina
Fuck it, the bitch with the tipple bitties and the boomin bass
I said my name is big game all in her face
I said for what it's worth, I'm the best on earth
Kickin folls off my turf since the day of my birth
I got a pocket full of money do you wanna help me spend it
Can I get in your backfield like Cornelius Bennet
She said, "Mmm, J-Ro yeah!
Just let me know the time and I'll be there"
I said, "I'm drunk, tired, hoe, for heaven's sake
Let's go to Larry Parker's for a burger and a shake"
We got to the place I started stuffin' my face
Not a bid did I waste, cause it was good to the taste
I didn't wanna get stuck so I said, "What the heck
I left my money in the truck so won't you pick up the check"
And the next move, you might think it's tasteless
But I gave her a tip and got ghost with the waitress
We rip shows, and hoes drop clothes backstage it's funny
The shit bitches do for money
Only jockin on a nigga with his name in lights
I'd rather kickback relax and play the shades real tight
Yo last time, caught it with this fresh-ass hooker
Kept runnin' her mouth about what it last meant to her
I said, "Look hon, all I gots is blunts, forties
A couple of brothers cause I don't know the kids before me
You're trippin." Dip into the streets to chill
Nigga these days, I'm gettin PJ's, on the freeways
It's lovely, I get home, blaze up another drink
Of somethin' kinda stronger, to make the funk last longer
Yo, it's the one and only who welp the bitches
Thinkin' they got me but yo they gettin' they-self
I'm a bomb like the stealth, and hit way up above your wealth
You felt the vibe when I tapped that ass
[Chorus]
The lyrics to Tha Alkaholiks' song Hit and Run paint the picture of a rowdy and wild night out at a club. The first verse details the arrival and entrance of the singer, who is armed with a 44 magnum pistol and is looking for a good time. The energy is high and the entire club is tinged with smoke, making for an almost surreal atmosphere. As the singer surveys the scene, he takes in all the players on stage and the women dancing in the crowd.
The second verse echoes this hedonistic vibe, as the singer meets a woman at the club and proceeds to take her home for the night. He describes himself as relaxed and cool, taking a laid-back approach to pursuing her. The lyrics are unapologetic and glorify casual sex and drinking, and the general debauchery of the night out. This type of narrative is something that the Tha Alkaholiks were well-known for, and it is a theme that they return to time and time again throughout their music.
Overall, the lyrical content of Hit and Run is aggressive, explicit, and raw, representing a typical night out for the Tha Alkaholiks. The song is a representation of their particular brand of gangsta rap, which was defined by unapologetic partying and the gangster lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
I pull up to front with a smash to the ground black duly
I arrive at the front entrance with a loud and attention-grabbing entrance in my black car
Niggaz in the street gettin' wild and unruly
People in the street are acting rowdy and uncontrollable
Digga B was in the front so he let me through the door
Digga B was standing at the front and allowed me to enter through the door
I never get frisked so I pack a forty-four
I carry a .44 caliber gun because I'm confident that I won't be searched by security
Straight to the bar, can I get a rum and coke?
I head directly to the bar and ask for a mixed drink consisting of rum and coke
The whole club was filled with the indo smoke
The entire club was filled with the smell of marijuana smoke
E-Swift was scratchin', Tash was hoe catchin'
E-Swift was DJing and Tash was flirting with girls
I had the latest fashion but my shit wasn't matchin'
Even though I had trendy clothes, my outfit wasn't coordinated
So King Tee was baggin', the nigga Threat was braggin'
King Tee was hitting on girls, while Threat was boasting about his new girlfriend
Bout his brand new, baby boo, fiendin' with the rag in
He was talking about his new girlfriend who was excited and holding a handkerchief
Lorenzo's, but anyway, them hoes was deep
We were at Lorenzo's place, but regardless, there were many girls there
Peep, E-Swift shoe em how we creep
Watch and observe, E-Swift is showing everyone how we move discreetly
Check you out, yeah you baby, up against the wall
I notice you, yes you, standing against the wall
Here's a dollar ten rum and coke, heavy on the alcohol
Here's a strong rum and coke drink, with extra alcohol in it
Starin' at your chest, and I can only guess
I'm looking at your chest and can only imagine what's underneath
Lord have mercy what's up under that Adidas dress
I wonder what's underneath your Adidas dress, oh my Lord
Yo shortay, you're lookin' kinda nice
Hey, young lady, you're looking very attractive
Stick around and watch us rock the mic device
Stay here and witness our skill in rapping on the microphone
She gave me this look like she was puzzled or troubled
She looked at me with confusion or concern
I don't think I'm large so she didn't bust my bubble
I don't believe she finds me to be important or impressive, so she didn't burst my ego
It's the Liks baby where your girlfriends at
We are Tha Alkaholiks, baby, where are your female friends?
She said they got thrown out tryin' to sneak in the back
She explained that her friends were kicked out for attempting to enter through the back entrance
No sweat, I'll go out and get em
No problem, I'll go outside and bring them back inside
Hooked it up for Noid and Tash to get with em
Arranged for Noid and Tash to interact with them
Now we on stage stop the mic from back-feedin'
Now we're performing on stage, making sure there's no feedback from the microphones
Got the three hoes in the front row chillin'
We have the three girls in the front row relaxing
That's how it be when you play high post
That's how it is when you have a prominent position or status
Cause all I wanna do is tap that ass and get ghost
Because all I want to do is have sex with her and then leave quickly
This is how I roll it, I met her at a club last week
This is how I narrate the story, I met her at a club one week ago
It was this fly ass freak, I didn't sleep, I got the digits, laid back
I met this incredibly attractive girl, I couldn't sleep, so I got her phone number and relaxed
Coolin' at the crib one day
Relaxing at home one day
I think I'll call her, we're talkin' on thephone for half an hour
I decide to give her a call, and we end up talking on the phone for thirty minutes
I finally ask her can a nigga come through
Eventually, I ask her if I can come over
She talkin' bout she ain't dressed I said 'Cool, I'm still comin' over'
She says she's not dressed, but I tell her that's fine, I'll still come over
I get there, she's chillin' in some undies and a robe
I arrive, and she's relaxing wearing only underwear and a robe
Ice cold, forty down in the freezer
There's a cold forty-ounce drink in the freezer
And roll up blunts at my leisure, I play like I believe her
I leisurely roll up marijuana cigarettes while pretending to believe her
How she tellin' me she ain't no skeezer
She's claiming that she's not promiscuous
An hour later I was breakin' her off
An hour later, I was having sex with her
In each and every position that you can ever put a bitch in
In various sexual positions
I got up and then I washed my shit
Afterwards, I got up and cleaned myself
Alright bitch, word got her rings then I split
Okay, bitch, I talked to her briefly and then I left
Yeah back to the shade, so I can get my lounge in effect
Yeah, back to a comfortable place, so I can relax and chill
Xzibit keep the hoes in check, so check
Xzibit is responsible for managing the girls, so pay attention
All I really wanna do
Is tap that ass 'fore the night is through
My main desire is to have sex with her before the night is over
Is tap that ass and get ghost with the cash
I want to have sex with her and then leave with the money
I was drunk as hell-est, I begin to bill for my prey
I was extremely drunk, and I started looking for someone to seduce
The club reminded me of whylin' at the Bush back in the day
The club brought back memories of wild times at the Bush (a reference to a venue) in the past
That's when I seen her, the freak from the diner
That's when I noticed her, the sexually adventurous girl from the diner
Her name was Nina, or Tina, or was it Regina
I can't quite remember her name, it was either Nina, Tina, or maybe Regina
Fuck it, the bitch with the tipple bitties and the boomin bass
Forget her name, she's the girl with large breasts and an attractive figure
I said my name is big game all in her face
I confidently introduced myself in a memorable manner
I said for what it's worth, I'm the best on earth
I mentioned that I believe I'm the best person alive
Kickin folls off my turf since the day of my birth
I've been asserting my dominance and removing unworthy people from my territory since I was born
I got a pocket full of money do you wanna help me spend it
I have a lot of money in my pocket, do you want to join me in spending it?
Can I get in your backfield like Cornelius Bennet
Can I get intimately involved with you, similar to how Cornelius Bennet played in the opponent's territory
She said, 'Mmm, J-Ro yeah!
Just let me know the time and I'll be there'
She responded enthusiastically, expressing her interest in meeting up
I said, 'I'm drunk, tired, hoe, for heaven's sake
Let's go to Larry Parker's for a burger and a shake'
I explained that I'm drunk and tired, so let's go to Larry Parker's (a food establishment) for a meal
We got to the place I started stuffin' my face
Once we arrived, I began eating voraciously
Not a bid did I waste, cause it was good to the taste
I didn't waste any time, as the food tasted great
I didn't wanna get stuck so I said, 'What the heck
I left my money in the truck so won't you pick up the check'
I didn't want to be stuck paying, so I pretended to have left my money in the car and asked her to pay
And the next move, you might think it's tasteless
But I gave her a tip and got ghost with the waitress
The following action may seem rude, but I left the waitress a tip and left without saying goodbye
We rip shows, and hoes drop clothes backstage it's funny
We give great performances, and girls willingly take off their clothes backstage, it's amusing
The shit bitches do for money
Girls do crazy things in exchange for money
Only jockin on a nigga with his name in lights
They're only interested in someone who has fame and is in the spotlight
I'd rather kickback relax and play the shades real tight
I prefer to chill, relax, and wear my sunglasses in a cool way
Yo last time, caught it with this fresh-ass hooker
Last time, I was with this attractive and stylish prostitute
Kept runnin' her mouth about what it last meant to her
She kept talking about what our previous encounter meant to her
I said, 'Look hon, all I gots is blunts, forties
I told her, 'Listen, all I have are marijuana cigarettes and forty-ounce drinks
A couple of brothers cause I don't know the kids before me
I have a few friends with me, but I don't know the people who were here before us
You're trippin.' Dip into the streets to chill
You're overreacting. Let's go out into the streets and relax
Nigga these days, I'm gettin PJ's, on the freeways
These days, I'm acquiring wealth and luxury, driving on the freeways
It's lovely, I get home, blaze up another drink
It's great, I get home and smoke another drink (a slang term for getting high)
Of somethin' kinda stronger, to make the funk last longer
Of something more potent, to prolong the enjoyable feeling
Yo, it's the one and only who welp the bitches
Yo, it's me, the one and only who satisfies the girls sexually
Thinkin' they got me but yo they gettin' they-self
Thinking they're taking advantage of me, but in reality, they're only deceiving themselves
I'm a bomb like the stealth, and hit way up above your wealth
I'm explosive in my actions, rising above your social status or wealth
You felt the vibe when I tapped that ass
You recognized the atmosphere when I had sex with her
Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ERIC BROOKS, JAMES ANTHONY ROBINSON, RICARDO DANELL SMITH, ALVIN JOINER
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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
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
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 "Cool, I'm still comin' over"
I get there, she's chillin' in some undies and a robe
Ice cold, forty down in the freezer
And roll up blunts at my leisure, I play like I believe her
How she tellin' me she ain't no skeezer
An hour later I was breakin' her off
In each and every position that you can ever put a bitch in
I got up and then I washed my shit
Alright bitch, word got her rings then I split
Yeah back to the shade, so I can get my lounge in effect
Xzibit keep the hoes in check, so check
All I really wanna do
Is tap that ass 'fore the night is through
All I really wanna do
Is tap that ass and get ghost with the cash
I was drunk as hell-est, I begin to bill for my pray
The club reminded me of whylin' at the Bush back in the day
That's when I seen her, the freak from the diner
Her name was Nina, or Tina, or was it Regina
Fuck it, the bitch with the tipple bitties and the boomin bass
I said my name is big game all in her face
I said for what it's worth, I'm the best on earth
Kickin folls off my turf since the day of my birth
I got a pocket full of money do you wanna help me spend it
Can I get in your backfield like Cornelius Bennet
She said, "Mmm, J-Ro yeah!
Just let me know the time and I'll be there"
I said, "I'm drunk, tired, hoe, for heaven's sake
Let's go to Larry Parker's for a burger and a shake"
We got to the place I started stuffin' my face
Not a bid did I waste, cause it was good to the taste
I didn't wanna get stuck so I said, "What the heck
I left my money in the truck so won't you pick up the check"
And the next move, you might think it's tasteless
But I gave her a tip and got ghost with the waitress
We rip shows, and hoes drop clothes backstage it's funny
The shit bitches do for money
Only jockin on a nigga with his name in lights
I'd rather kickback relax and play the shades real tight
Yo last time, caught it with this fresh-ass hooker
Kept runnin' her mouth about what it last meant to her
I said, "Look hon, all I gots is blunts, forties
A couple of brothers cause I don't know the kids before me
You're trippin." Dip into the streets to chill
Nigga these days, I'm gettin PJ's, on the freeways
It's lovely, I get home, blaze up another drink
Of somethin' kinda stronger, to make the funk last longer
Yo, it's the one and only who welp the bitches
Thinkin' they got me but yo they gettin' they-self
I'm a bomb like the stealth, and hit way up above your wealth
You felt the vibe when I tapped that ass
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