Luyện nghe bài hát 24's

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Money, hoes, cars and
how all my niggaz know
Blowin dro,
That's how all my niggaz

[T.I.]
In a drop top Chevy with the roof wide
My looking at me to see if my eyes open
Cause I've dranking, and I've been smoking
Flying down 285 but I'm
Four fifty four's, I Porsches
White leather seats, as as Air Forces
Doing bout a hundred but the still bumping
8 on N.W.A., "Straight Outta Compton"
Pull up at your sitting on 20 somethings
And the dope boys "what's happening", kid running in
The start dancing and the broads start choosing
And the cars been but the rims keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the in the hood
Cause I ain't Hollywood, I come from the
I'm used to it, if rear view shaking and your seats vibrating
24 inch 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 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 or no fantasy (bitch) it's T-I-P
Brought busting, like a baby do a
karat VVS's on my motherfucking pinkie
Half of and Belvedere
What we drinking, pimp send for broads
What the hell you niggas
Young nigga spending weekends on the in the fall
24 inch rim when I'm riding cause I'm balling
I'm calling out shots like a pool
My tools spark in the dark when I 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 time
But I'm a get that ass hauled off, fuck with the click
They'll be looking for your dick wit a
y'all soft, so y'all lost, cause I'ma 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 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 folk, I'll lay you on your back right now
Want ta act now, get smacked right now
I'm a buck a motherfucker, I don't know to back
Clown here faking, fronting
bout what you making, nothing
I'm 21 and 10 years deep, that shit to me ain't
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 my class to kiss my ass, I smoke 11 everyday