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You got me baby 
This ones for my ladies, oh

[Chorus]
All I really want is your ghetto love 
24/7 we'll be makin' love 
I'll take it down,
You got me baby 
This ones for my ladies, oh 

[Chorus]
All I really want is your ghetto love 
24/7 we'll be makin' love 
I'll take it down,
let it be
One day we'll all agree and have peace up under a big chronic tree
If I had my way at 4:20 every day you could blaze a J
And not have
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake

It's
grind hard to buy the mall up
We grind hard to play harder (harder)

[Jadakiss]
24/7 365
If we ain't breaking them down
Then we letting them fly
[Chorus: x 8]

[E-40]
H-I double L Side
13-24 Magazine where I resigned
1-9-7-0 Oldsmobile Cutlass is what I drive
With the same colored tent
Tale of the physical trait 
Intoxicated by the bomb as I start to sedate 
Your mainframe 
All speaking on running this thang 
Five J's in the house
through the net jump a Corvette with a triple pirouette
but off the court he had a few temptations copulations 
no moderations by 24 he had 3 pregnations
girl's labia
There will never be on flyer, LL Cool J
Taking you higher and higher
The wire, the GOAT, the grand sire
Who good at 24's if you want flat
I'm still high as I ride in my 7 Duetche Coupe Deville
Y'all soldiers know my truth be ill
Now with these visions and these bad thoughts
Runnin'
down!

[Verse - Shaggy 2 Dope]
ALL DAY - catch me picknickin' with bitches in the park
Right before I icepick 'em in the heart
24-7, if it ain't us, it's
said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Singing to a man while they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
So
the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like
the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like
Tale of the physical trait 
Intoxicated by the bomb as I start to sedate 
Your mainframe 
All speaking on running this thang 
Five J's in the house
one
Or two, or three, five, six, seven if you leave it up to me
I'm down to get down wit cha
Wiggley, Jiggley, turn it all around would ya uhh ohh
Were slowly falling down
And in the last remaining hours
Still everywhere now
I could see the number one followed by the nine
Just this once I think that
breaking tryin' to come on in
But I was already in since way back when
One-nine-seven-five, the saga began
Are to the O-be	-O-T-I-N
Eighty-one I was
And say what is this
A gang of player niggas
That's out for dough
Getting money 24
Lil' hawk fo' sho'
Geah

[lil hawk]
Peeping my nigga
We fucking hoes by
the pipe to match
24 wasn't trippin' on what I came up in 
I was focusin' how to be like j's back then
Money power and respect was the life I choose
that real Gs to go heaven
So I'ma keep spittin' the truth on these fools like a reverend
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
could touch
See the J's on my feet and she love the diamond cuts
Fresh to death, everyday, like I jumped up outta caskets
Ask Chino Dolla about that
l'heure, 12 coups il est l'heure
Beurre, argent du beurre, né honnête, j'vais crever malhonnête
Passe-moi de la monnaie, casse-moi pas les couilles
Sniffe
be playing, when I rolling on my choppers
Everytime I open my mouth, here come the boppers
24/7, I be running from the helicopters
Cause I'm a thug
recall my name 

I think about you everyday 
24/7 girl in every way 
Try to move on but what can I say 
No-one else can take your place 

[Chorus]