Luyện nghe bài hát 24's

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Money, hoes, and clothes
That's how all my niggaz
Blowin dro,
That's how all my niggaz

[T.I.]
In a drop top Chevy with the wide open
My partners looking at me to see if my open
Cause I've been dranking, and I've been
Flying 285 but I'm focused
Four four's, I race Porsches
White leather seats, as as Air Forces
Doing a hundred but the track still bumping
Number 8 on N.W.A., "Straight Compton"
up at your apartment sitting on 20 somethings
And the dope boys holling "what's happening", kid in
The clicks start dancing and the start choosing
And the been parked but the rims keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the
Cause I ain't Hollywood, I come from the
I'm to it, if your rear view shaking and your seats vibrating
24 inch Dayton's got the shaking

[T.I.]
I'll a mill' and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest
civilian in the tightest ride, I want the best
I refuse to get a 9 to 5, I'm a flip my
Been paying my dues since eighty-nine, trying to get my
Diamonds when I'm on the scene, they know its me
Ain't no dream or no (bitch) it's T-I-P
Brought busting, like a do a blanket
Five karat VVS's on my motherfucking
Half of Hennessy and
What we drinking, squad send for broads
What the hell you thinking
Young spending weekends on the islands in the fall
24 inch rim shining when I'm riding I'm balling
I'm out shots like a pool shark
My tools in the dark when I fool marks
Y'all fools in the wrong place at the wrong time
I got a strong mind to grab my nine
And at your ass for a long time
But I'm a get ass hauled off, fuck around with the click
They'll be for your dick wit a stick
y'all soft, so y'all lost, cause I'ma ball at all costs
Spit game at a dame, her ride on this thing
Til she falls off and sucks off, I got the

[T.I.]
I'm not bouncing little shorty, I'm relaxing now
I still be trapping if I wasn't rapping right now
Bragging about pistols at the house, I want 'em right now
Keep on talking folk, I'll lay you on back right now
Want ta act now, get smacked right now
I'm a buck a motherfucker, I don't know to down
Clown here faking, fronting
Talking bout what you making,
I'm 21 and 10 years deep, shit to me ain't nothing
I'm raised by the niggas getting head from the
Lose leg when I spray, end up dead from the 'K
ready for the raid, paid heavy from the yay
I told my to kiss my ass, I smoke 11 everyday