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 roll

[T.I.]
In a drop top with the roof wide open
My partners at me to see if my eyes open
I've been dranking, and I've been smoking
Flying down 285 but I'm
fifty four's, I race Porsches
White seats, as fresh as Air Forces
Doing bout a hundred but the track bumping
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 start dancing and the broads choosing
And the cars parked but the rims keep moving
Sign by the hundred, to the youngins in the hood
I ain't Hollywood, I come from the hood
I'm used to it, if your rear view 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 want the
I to get a 9 to 5, I'm a flip my ki's
Been paying my dues eighty-nine, trying to get my cheese
Diamonds gleam when I'm on the scene, they its me
Ain't no dream or no (bitch) it's 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
the hell you niggas thinking
Young spending weekends on the islands in the fall
24 inch rim shining when I'm riding I'm balling
I'm calling out shots like a pool
My tools spark in the dark when I marks
Y'all fools hearts in the place at the wrong time
I got a strong mind to grab my chrome
And shoot at your ass for a long
But I'm a get that ass hauled off, fuck around with the
They'll be looking for your wit a stick
Nigga y'all soft, so y'all lost, cause ball at all costs
Spit game at a dame, make her ride on 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 if I wasn't rapping right now
Bragging about at the house, I want 'em strapped right now
Keep on talking folk, I'll lay you on back right now
Want ta act right now, get smacked now
I'm a a motherfucker, I don't know to back down
Clown down faking, fronting
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 when I spray, end up from the 'K
Stay ready for the raid, paid heavy the yay
I told my class to my ass, I smoke 11 everyday