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 niggaz

[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
down 285 but I'm focused
Four fifty four's, I Porsches
White seats, as fresh as Air Forces
Doing bout a hundred but the track still
8 on N.W.A., "Straight Outta Compton"
Pull up at your sitting on 20 somethings
And the boys holling "what's happening", kid running in
The clicks dancing and the broads start choosing
And the cars been parked but the rims moving
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 rear view and your seats vibrating
24 inch Dayton's got the shaking

[T.I.]
I'll a mill' and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest
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 since eighty-nine, 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
Brought busting, a baby do a blanket
karat VVS's on my motherfucking pinkie
Half of Hennessy and
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 I'm riding cause I'm balling
I'm calling out shots a pool shark
My tools spark in the when I fool marks
Y'all fools hearts in the wrong place at the wrong
I got a strong mind to my chrome nine
And shoot at ass for a long time
But I'm a get ass hauled off, fuck around with the click
They'll be looking for your wit a stick
Nigga y'all soft, so lost, cause I'ma ball at all costs
Spit game at a dame, make her ride on this
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
about pistols at the house, I want 'em strapped right now
Keep on talking folk, I'll lay you on your right now
ta act right now, get smacked right now
I'm a buck a motherfucker, I don't to back down
Clown down faking, fronting
Talking bout you making, nothing
I'm 21 and 10 years deep, that to me ain't nothing
I'm raised by the niggas getting head the jays
Lose your leg when I spray, end up dead the 'K
Stay ready for the raid, heavy from the yay
I told my class to kiss my ass, I 11 everyday