Radiohead ☆ 2 2 = 5

[Chorus]
Money, hoes, cars and clothes
Thats how all my niggas know
Blowin dro on 24’s
Thats how all my niggas roll
Money, hoes, cars and clothes
Thats how all my niggas know
Blowin dro on 24’s
Thats how all my niggas roll

[T.I.]
I’m 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 2-85 but I’m focused
Its a four fifty four, where it says I raise pulsions
White leather seats, as fresh as air forces
I say I’m doing ’bout a hundred but the track still bumping
Number 8 on NWA straight out of Compton
Pull up in your apartment sitting on 20somethins’
And the dope boys, Holleing “whut’s happened”
The kids running inn, the clicks start dancing’
And the broads start choosing
And the cars been parked but the rims keep moving
Sign pictures by the young in the hood
I throw the deuce, cause I ain’t Hollywood
I come from the hood I’m use to
So if your rear view shaking
And your seats vibrating
24 inch jays got the chevrolet skay making

[T.I.]
I’ll make a mill and I’m satisfied, I’ll get the rest
At the age of seventeen, and the tightes’ rides, I want the best
I refuse to get a 9 to 5, I’m a flip my keys
I been paying my dues since 89, trying to get my cheese
My diamonds gleam when I’m on the scene
They know its me, aint no dream or no fantasy bitch its T.I.P
Broad busting like a baby do a blanket
5 karats of BBS’S on my motherfucking pinkie
Half of hennessy and belevedere what we dranking
Pimps score send for broads what the hell you niggas thinkin
Yall niggas spend a weekend on the islands in the fallin’
24 we shining when I’m riding cause I’m ballin
I’m calling out shots like a pool shark, my tools spark
Send a dawg when a fool marks, yall fools hards
In the wrong place and the wrong time
I 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
Fuck around with the click
And get shot like a dick with a stick
Yall soul.. so yall lost
Amma ball at all costs, spit game at a dame
Look around at this thang till she falls off, That’s a bold off
I got the….

[T.I.]
Hey I ain’t bouncing Li’l shorty, I’m relaxing right now
I probably still be trappin if I wasnt rapping right now
Bragging bout’ pistols at the house, guess whos strapped right now
And keep on talking amma lay you on your back right now
Wanna act right now, get smacked right now
I’m a bankhead motherfucka, I dont know to back down
Clown down ye fake am your friend
Talkin’ bout’ u makin’-nothing’
I’m 21 in 10 year deep, that shit to me ain’t nothing
Getting played by the niggas getting head for the change
Who u led want to spray
And your dead from decay
They ain’t ready for the raid pay heavy for the yay
I told my class to kiss my ass
I make a 11 everyday

[chorus]
Money, hoes, cars and clothes
Thats how all my niggas know
Blowin dro on 24’s
Thats how all my niggas roll
Money, hoes, cars and clothes
Thats how all my niggas know
Blowin dro on 24’s
Thats how all my niggas roll