Luyện nghe bài hát Quick Way Out

[W.C.]
Down on my luck
Hangin at the park, dice, and I just got.. bucked
And now I'm mad cause I'm as hell
Cause a nigga's plus I just got out of jail
So now I come up on a lick
but the that I hit can't be no bullllllshit
So now I gotta call up my
My nigga Ty, yeah, my homey Wakeside
Yo whassup? I need a lick
He told me to trip, he knew fool up on 75th
who had a safe and a lot of yea
Two six-fours and a ragtop sittin on them
He said this motherfucker was ten mill'
I said, "Cool then it's a deal"
Went to the pad and grabbed the ski-mask
Put it on tight so nobody see my ass
So now I got the mac the teller
just in case these motherfuckers wanna play
up the crew; aiy Coolio
This said he knew this nigga with some loot
So what's it gonna be, jack kidnap or rape?
Nawww just murder and a take
[C:] Cool, set it up
Aight nigga I come
Hung up the phone went to my room and I grabbed gun
Slapped on my khakis, I'm
Went outside and jumped in the bucket, it's on yeah
motion, throwin up the M
Nigga Dana Dane's what I my rims
up Cool', now we in pursuit
Two niggaz with a plan to get loot
Hit the one-ten on my way to my house
Lookin for a quick way out,

So now we at my Ty house
Cookin up a plan on the best way to take this out
Just got out of for a caper
and I don't wanna go back so motherfucker put it on
[C:] And no than we got the info
I shot the nigga in the head the fo'-fo'
I grabbed my mac when the hit the flo'
God Coolio, what you shoot him fo'?
Look, I know you and you know me
but I don't know him and that's the way gonna be
Who's that
That was my nigga!
Yo fuck that nigga! WE CAN GET BIGGER!
So now we on our way to get
Rollin in a fucked up van taped up license plates
Took the back way the alley
And now we're sweatin we just took a hit from the wet daddy
[C:] Got out the van, hit the back
Everything's goin according to
I had the front and Dub had the
I had the and he had the mac
Now we runnin the house like motherfuckin SWAT
and if anything move gonna get popped
Awwwww, there go the nigga that we for
Fool, GET YO' ASS ON THE FLO'
Now he's bound 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 about him
the combination and the yea and I shot him
We got the loot and now we in
to get a motherfuckin drink and some 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 little did we know that the nigga we
had some in the cut, sittin in the six-fo'
So now we gettin chased by some in the cut
but I bet this mac'll make ass stay back
Hit up the gat, damn my shit is
Good a nigga had a backup plan
But it's too late to the extra gat
Burnin in the bucket and we cracked
[C:] So we jumped out the van and no matter the cost
we had our mind set on sendin niggaz to and Ross
But time a nigga wasn't color blind
Fucked and got smoked at the end of the crime