Luyện nghe bài hát 24's

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Money, hoes, cars and
That's how all my niggaz
dro, twenty-fo'
That's how all my roll

[T.I.]
In a drop top Chevy the roof wide open
My looking at me to see if my eyes open
Cause I've been dranking, and I've smoking
Flying down 285 but I'm
Four fifty four's, I race
White seats, as fresh as Air Forces
Doing bout a but the track still bumping
8 on N.W.A., "Straight Outta Compton"
Pull up at your apartment sitting on 20
And the dope boys "what's happening", kid running in
The clicks start dancing and the broads choosing
And the cars been parked but the keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the
Cause I Hollywood, I come from the hood
I'm used to it, if your rear shaking and your seats vibrating
24 Dayton's got the Chevrolet shaking

[T.I.]
I'll a mill' and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest
Underaged civilian in the tightest ride, I the best
I refuse to get a 9 to 5, I'm a my ki's
Been 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) T-I-P
busting, like a baby do a blanket
Five VVS's on my motherfucking pinkie
Half of Hennessy and
What we drinking, pimp squad send for
What the hell you thinking
Young nigga weekends on the islands in the fall
24 inch rim shining I'm riding cause I'm balling
I'm calling out shots like a shark
My tools spark in the dark I fool marks
Y'all hearts in the wrong place at the wrong time
I got a mind to grab my chrome nine
And shoot at your ass for a long
But I'm a get that ass hauled off, fuck around with the
be looking for your dick wit a stick
Nigga y'all soft, so y'all lost, I'ma 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 little shorty, I'm relaxing now
I probably still be trapping if I rapping right now
Bragging pistols at the house, I want 'em strapped 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 to back down
Clown here faking, fronting
Talking bout what you making,
I'm 21 and 10 deep, that shit to me ain't nothing
I'm raised by the niggas getting head from the
Lose your leg I spray, end up dead from the 'K
Stay ready for the raid, paid from the yay
I told my class to kiss my ass, I 11 everyday