24's (feat. Bun B)

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Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk
 Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk
 Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk
 Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk
 It's that underground
 King, I'm keepin' it trill
 I got the diamonds sittin'
 Up on the wood-framed wheel
 So the grant I'm grippin'
 The candy paint's drippin'
 
 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
 2025-10-25 04:18:13

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Duration
04:31
Key
8
Tempo
77 BPM

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