Luyện nghe bài hát 24's

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Money, hoes, cars and
That's how all my know
dro, twenty-fo'
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 open
I've been dranking, and I've been smoking
Flying 285 but I'm focused
Four fifty four's, I Porsches
White leather seats, as as Air Forces
Doing a hundred but the track still bumping
Number 8 on N.W.A., "Straight Compton"
up at your apartment sitting on 20 somethings
And the dope boys "what's happening", kid running in
The clicks start dancing and the start choosing
And the cars been but the rims 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 make a and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest
civilian in the tightest ride, I want the best
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, know its me
no dream or no fantasy (bitch) it's T-I-P
Brought busting, like a baby do a
Five karat VVS's on my pinkie
Half of Hennessy and
What we drinking, squad send for broads
What the hell you thinking
nigga spending weekends on the islands in the fall
24 inch rim shining I'm riding cause I'm balling
I'm calling out like a pool shark
My tools spark in the when I fool marks
Y'all hearts in the wrong place at the wrong time
I got a strong to grab my chrome nine
And shoot at your ass for a 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 y'all lost, cause ball at all costs
Spit at a dame, make her ride on this thing
Til she falls off and sucks off, I got the

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