24' On A '84 Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

(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 

No 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 

Pilling, chrome creeping, through the ghetto zone 

9 milli-milli bang for the metal tome 

Send you back to your mama wrapped in cello-phone 

You seen the lights of the flashy berretta chrome 

Slice your ass with this hatchet like we Tom and Jerry 

Knock your shit out, get you paid by the tooth fairy 

When you die you're getting wet up like your bloody Carrie 

Tuck your ass nice and cozy for the cemetery 

When I burry your ass 

(Chorus) 

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 

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 my 84 Regal and I'm grinding 

(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 

Fuck 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 

Nigga's check my style, my paint jobs gleaming 

My rims is beaming 

My hoes swallow my seamen 

Oops I was just peeing 

Let me re-start fuck going to court 

Live in the fast lane cause life is to short 

Hoes quote my rhymes 

Fiends cop my dimes 

My shit is so clean 

I only ride when the sun shines 

Read between the lines 

Fucking with mine you lose your mind 

And I ain't lying, nigga's is dying 

(Chorus) 

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 

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 my 84 Regal, and I'm grinding 

(Shaggy 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 Grashiot 

Grip the stearing wheel tight bitch I ain't crashing it 

Barry's in the rearview what the fuck? 

Again? Push him out the window pealed out on his head 

I ain't scared, fuck what he talking 

Talking about my Regal, illegal cause flawsing 

So it's back to the land to get my dime bags 

Not to mention my hatchet to deal with these fags 

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 

What you waiting for? 

(Chorus) 

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 

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 my 84 Regal, and I'm grinding