24s on a ’84 lyrics

[Verse 1: Esham, Violent J]
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 ridin' sideways
I know my life ain't worth the bullets in your '45
But you ain't hittin' 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
Peelin', chrome creepin', 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 ass 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 gettin' wet up like your bloody Carrie
Tuck your ass nice and cozy for the cemetery
When I burry your ass

[Chorus: Esham]
Money to my mamma, I'm sendin' that
Corners full of drama I'm bendin' that
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
Money to my mamma, I'm sendin' that
Corners full of drama I'm bendin' that
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
[Verse 2: TNT]
24's on my 84 Regal
I'm ridin' down your block with 2 Desert Eagles
I'm fixin' 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 gleamin' my rims is beamin
My hoes swallow my semen, oops I was just peein'
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*ckin' with mine you lose your mind
And I ain't lyin', n*gga's is dyin'

[Chorus: Esham]
Money to my mamma, I'm sendin' that
Corners full of drama I'm bendin' that
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
Money to my mamma, I'm sendin' that
Corners full of drama I'm bendin' that
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Eighty-four Regal cruisin' on twenty-fours
Looking for these hoes, stop at every liquor store
You ain't peep my twenty-fo' spinners? Diamond spoke
Po-pos lookin' at 'em at red lights and catch strokes
I get head while I'm mashin' on 7 mile and Gratiot
Grip the steerin' wheel tight b*tch I ain't crashin' 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 talkin'
Talkin' about my Regal, illegal 'cause flossin'
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, b*tch, what you waiting for?

[Chorus: Esham]
Money to my mamma, I'm sendin' that
Corners full of drama I'm bendin' that
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
Money to my mamma, I'm sendin' that
Corners full of drama I'm bendin' that
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'
24's on a 84 Regal, and I'm grindin'