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esham - 24s on a '84 كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: esham]
the red of blood i seen it come in 25 shades
just your ordinary average homicide days
long ago a homie told me, yo that crime pays
now i’m in the hot pursuit, i’m riding sideways
i know my life ain’t worth the bullets in your ’45
but you ain’t hitting me, i jump into a sporty dive
before you know i got my shank inside your throat and sides
24’s on 84 regal as you was flooring right
peeling, chrome creeping, through the ghetto zone
9 milli-milli bang for the metal tome
send you back to your mama wrapped in cellofoam
you seen the lights of the flashy berretta chrome
slice your -ss with this hatchet like we tom and jerry
knock your sh-t out, get you paid by the tooth fairy
when you die you’re getting wet up like your bl–dy carrie
tuck your -ss nice and cozy for the cemetery
when i burry your -ss

chorus [x2]
money to my mamma, i’m sending that
corners full of drama i’m bending that
24’s on a 84 regal, and i’m grinding
24’s on a 84 regal, and i’m grinding

[verse 2: tnt]
24’s on my 84 regal
i’m riding down your block with 2 desert eagles
i’m fixing to save the underground like neo. people
people, there’s no equal
f-ck the sequel
this is it
a hit is a hit
you’re about to get your wig split
it’s the real deal no counterfeit
n-gga’s check my style, my paint jobs gleaming
my rims is beaming
my hoes swallow my s-m-n
oops i was just peeing
let me retort f-ck going to court
live in the fast lane cause life is to short
hoes quote my rhymes
fiends cop my dimes
my sh-t is so clean
i only ride when the sun shines
read between the lines
f-cking with mine you lose your mind
and i ain’t lying, n-gga’s is dying

chorus [x2]

[verse 3: sh-ggy 2 dope]
eighty-four regal cruising on twenty-fours
looking for these hoes
stop at every liquor store
you ain’t peep my twenty-fo’ spinners?
diamond spoke
po-pos looking at them at red lights and catch strokes
i get head while i’m mashing on 7 mile and gratiot
grip the steering wheel tight b-tch i ain’t crashing it
barry’s in the rearview what the f-ck?
again? push him out the window pealed out on his head
i ain’t scared, f-ck what he talking
talking about my regal, illegal cause flossing
so it’s back to the land to get my dime bags
not to mention my hatchet to deal with these f-gs
i’m back in my home turf, southwest
where the hoes got they man’s name tatted on they chest
what you hate me for?
twenty-fours on a eighty-four
when i open the door, b-tch
what you waiting for?

chorus [x2]

- esham

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