Luyện nghe bài hát 24's

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

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

[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 to get a 9 to 5, I'm a flip my ki's
paying my dues since eighty-nine, trying to get my cheese
Diamonds when I'm on the scene, they know its me
Ain't no dream or no fantasy (bitch) it's
Brought busting, a baby do a blanket
Five karat VVS's on my pinkie
Half of and Belvedere
What we drinking, pimp send for broads
What the hell you niggas
Young nigga weekends on the islands in the fall
24 inch rim shining when I'm cause I'm balling
I'm calling out like a pool shark
My tools spark in the dark when I fool
Y'all fools hearts in the place at the wrong time
I got a strong to grab my chrome nine
And shoot at your ass for a long
But I'm a get that ass off, fuck around with the click
be looking for your dick wit a stick
Nigga y'all soft, so lost, cause I'ma ball at all costs
Spit game at a dame, her ride on this thing
Til she off and sucks balls off, I got the

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