24'S

Grand hustle pimp
Big cheddar Naz, big money roll
Trap Muzik 2003 (T.I.P.) (that's right)
Rubber band man
I just put the ending sale on 24, a'ight
I say-, we-, uh-, c'mon

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (how we ride, shawty?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (whoo!)
That's how all my partnas roll

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (ah, how they ride pimpin'?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (okay)
That's how all my partnas roll

I'm in a drop-top Chevy with the roof wide open
My partners lookin' at me to see if my eyes open
'Cause I've been drinking, and I've been smoking
And flying down 285, but I'm focused
454 SS, I race Porsches
White leather seats, as fresh as Air Forces
I say, I'm doing 'bout a hundred but the track still bumping
Number 8 on N.W.A, "Straight Outta Compton"

Pull up at your apartment, sitting on 20-somethings
And the dope boys hollering "What's happening?", the kid running in
The cliques start dancing and the broads start choosing
And the cars been parked but the rims, they keep moving
Sign pictures, buy an onion of good and throw the deuces
I ain't Hollywood, I come from the hood, I'm used to it
So if your rearview shaking and your seats vibrating
24-inch Dayton's got the Chevrolet skatin' makin'

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (how we ride shawty?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (whoo!)
That's how all my partnas roll

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (ah, how they ride pimpin'?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (okay)
That's how all my partnas roll

I make a million, and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest
Underaged civilian in the tightest ride, I want the best
I refuse to get a nine-to-five, I'd rather flip my keys
Been paying my dues since '89, tryna get my cheese
Diamonds gleam when I'm on the scene, they know it's me
Ain't no dream or no fantasy, see, it's T.I.P.
Broad busting, like a baby do a binky
Five karat VVS' on my mo- pinky

Half of Hennessy and Belvederes, what we drinking
Pimp squad send for broads, what the heck you ni- thinking?
Young ni- spending weekends on the islands in the fall
24-inch rim shining when I'm riding 'cause I'm balling
I'm talking about the-

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (how we ride shawty?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (whoo!)
That's how all my partnas roll

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (ah, how they ride pimpin'?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (okay)
That's how all my partnas roll

Hey, I ain't bouncing, little shawty, I'm relaxing right now
I'd probably still be trapping if I wasn't rapping right now
Bragging about pistols at the house, guess who's strapped right now
Keep on talking, folk, I'll lay you on your back right now

Want to act right now, get smacked right now
Ay, I'ma buck a mo-, I don't know how to back down
Clown down here fakin', frontin' talking 'bout what you making, nothin'
I'm 21 and ten years deep, that shi- to me ain't nothing

I'm raised by the ni- getting he- from the jays
Lose your leg when I spray, end up dead from the K
Stay ready for the raid, paid heavy from the yay'
I told my class, "Kiss my a-, I make 11 every day"

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (how we ride shawty?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (whoo!)
That's how all my partnas roll

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (ah, how they ride pimpin'?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (okay)
That's how all my partnas roll

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (how we ride shawty?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (whoo!)
That's how all my partnas roll

Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my partnas roll (ah, how they ride pimpin'?)
Burnin' dro (uh-oh), 24's (okay)
That's how all my partnas roll (yeah, yeah)

T.I.P.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, Trap Muzik



Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Aldrin Davis
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