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 Chevy with the roof open
My partners looking at me to see if my eyes
Cause been dranking, and I've been 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 bumping
8 on N.W.A., "Straight Outta Compton"
Pull up at your apartment sitting on 20
And the boys holling "what's happening", kid running in
The clicks start dancing and the start choosing
And the cars been parked but the rims keep
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the
Cause I Hollywood, I come 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
Underaged civilian in the tightest ride, I the best
I refuse to get a 9 to 5, I'm a my ki's
Been paying my dues eighty-nine, trying to get my cheese
gleam when I'm on the scene, they know its me
Ain't no dream or no (bitch) it's T-I-P
Brought busting, like a baby do a
Five VVS's on my motherfucking pinkie
of Hennessy and Belvedere
What we drinking, pimp send for broads
What the hell you thinking
Young nigga spending weekends on the in the fall
24 inch rim when I'm riding cause I'm balling
I'm calling out like a pool shark
My spark in the dark 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 that ass hauled off, fuck around with the
They'll be looking for your dick wit a
Nigga y'all soft, so lost, cause I'ma ball at all costs
Spit game at a dame, make her ride on thing
Til she falls off and 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 rapping now
Bragging pistols at the house, I want 'em strapped right now
Keep on talking folk, I'll lay you on back right now
Want ta act now, get smacked right now
I'm a a motherfucker, I don't know to back down
Clown down 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 getting from the jays
your leg when I spray, end up dead from the 'K
Stay ready for the raid, paid from the yay
I told my class to kiss my ass, I 11 everyday