Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll 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 drank, and I've been smoke 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 Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll Money, hoes, cars and clothes, that's how all my niggas know Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll I'll make a mill and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest At the age of seventeen, entertaing 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 its T I P Brought busting, like a baby do a blanket 5 karats on my motherfucking pinkie, half of hennessy and belevedere What we dranking, pimps send for broads What the hell you niggas thinkin,