(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