T.I. - 24's Lyrics

Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll

Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll

(T.I.)

In a drop top chevy with the roof wide open my partners looking at me to see if my eyes open cause I've been drankin' and

I've been smokin' and flying down 285 but I'm focused its a four fifty four, where it says I raise comotion white leather seats, as fresh as air forces doing 'bout a hundred but the track still bumping number 8 on NWA straight out of Compton

Pull up at your apartment sitting on 24s and the dope boys, saying the kids running in the clicks start dealing and the broads start choosing and the cars been parked but the rims

Keep moving sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the hood cause I ain't Hollywood, I come from the hood I'm use to it, if your rear view shaking and your seats vibrating 24 inch jays got the chevrolet shaking

Chorus

Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll
Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll

(T.I.)

I'll make a mill and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest at the age of seventeen, entertaining the rides, I want the best I
Refuse to get a 9 to 5, I'm a flip my keys been paying my dues since 89, trying to get my cheese diamonds gleam when I'm on the scene, they know its me ain't no dream or no fantasy b*tch its T I P brought busting, like a baby do a blanket 5 karats on my motherf**king pinkie, half of hennessy and belevedere what we dranking, pimps send for broads what the hell you n***as thinkin' yall n***as spend a weekend in the islands in the fall, 24 inch rim shining when

I'm riding cause I'm ballin' I'm calling out shots like a pool shark my tools spark, when I fool yall, yall fools hard in the wrong place and the wrong time, got a strong mind to grab my dro nine, and shoot at your ass for a long time but I'm a get that ass, all dog, f*** around with the click get shot like a dick with a stick, cause yall lost cause I'm a ball at all costs, spit game at a dame, look around at this thang till she falls off

Chorus

Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll
Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll

(T.I.)

I'm not bouncing little shorty, I'm relaxing right now I probably still be trappin' if I wasn't rapping right now bragging
About pistols at the house, guess who's strapped right now keep a talking I'm a lay you on your back right now wanta act
Right now,get smacked right now, I'm a bankhead motherf*** a I don't know to back down, clown down talking to your friends, talking about what you making I'm 21 in 10 deep, that shit to me ain't nothing , getting played by the n***as getting head, for the change, my lead wanta spray and your dead with decay, they ain't ready for the raidpay heavy for the yay, tell my class to kiss my ass, I make a 11 everyday

Chorus

Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll
Money, h**s, cars and clothes, thats how all my n***as know
Blowin' dro on 24's, thats how all my n***as roll

(Repeats till fades)

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