Luyện nghe bài hát 24's

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

[T.I.]
In a drop top Chevy the roof wide open
My partners at me to see if my eyes open
Cause I've been dranking, and I've smoking
Flying down 285 but I'm
fifty four's, I race 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 dope holling "what's happening", kid running in
The clicks dancing and the broads start choosing
And the cars been parked but the keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the
Cause I ain't Hollywood, I from the hood
I'm used to it, if your rear view 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
civilian in the tightest ride, I want the best
I refuse to get a 9 to 5, I'm a my ki's
Been paying my dues since eighty-nine, to get my cheese
Diamonds gleam when I'm on the scene, know its me
no dream or no fantasy (bitch) it's T-I-P
Brought busting, like a do a blanket
Five karat on my motherfucking pinkie
Half of Hennessy and
we drinking, pimp squad send for broads
What the hell you niggas
Young nigga spending weekends on the in the fall
24 inch rim shining I'm riding cause I'm balling
I'm calling out shots like a shark
My tools in the dark when I fool marks
Y'all fools hearts in the wrong place at the time
I got a strong mind to grab my nine
And shoot at your ass for a long
But I'm a get that ass off, fuck around with the click
They'll be looking for your dick wit a
Nigga y'all soft, so y'all lost, cause I'ma ball at all
Spit game at a dame, make her on this thing
Til she falls off and sucks off, I got the

[T.I.]
I'm not bouncing little shorty, I'm right now
I probably be trapping if I wasn't rapping right now
Bragging about pistols at the house, I want 'em strapped now
Keep on talking folk, I'll lay you on your right now
Want ta act right now, get smacked now
I'm a buck a motherfucker, I know to back down
Clown down here faking,
Talking what you making, nothing
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, heavy from the yay
I told my class to my ass, I smoke 11 everyday