Luyện nghe bài hát 24's

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Money, hoes, and clothes
That's how all my know
dro, twenty-fo'
That's how all my niggaz

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

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

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