"24 Hours" lyrics
Dizzy Wright & DJ Hoppa Lyrics
(feat. Xzibit)
[Dizzy Wright:]
Oh Hoppa, you got me feeling some type of way this time
Ten years in this shit, I'm not playing no more games with these niggas, Hoppa
Let me talk to y'all
Yo
Another black American that need a therapist
Yo, what that nigga say? I don't respond well to arrogance
Tryna figure out which one of y'all I'm gonna square with
They ain't on my level so really this shit's embarrassing
Stooping down for another stupid clown
I take over games when I heat up at the shoot around, yo
Underground, you niggas is obviously under a spell
You got threw under the bus without nothing to sell
The money signs blind you from all the lies that they tell (Woah)
Don't lie to yourself, we had to fight to excel (Pow, pow, pow)
Bite the same mentality with the rifle he held
We cherish Malcolm in my house, no doubt
I'm stuck in it, the grand transition
I'm the man and I can't hand-pick 'em
Don't be a dead man missing, listen
We got the same twenty-four hours
They overlook the message 'cause they focused on the power
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Go get that shit, nigga)
What you gon' do with it?
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Way more)
What you gon' do with it?
[Xzibit:]
I'ma headbutt the blunts, rock the whole shit back to front
Cause calamity, humanity crushed
Kill 'em with a gentlemen's touch, adrenaline rush
You try to get rough, good luck, there's like a million of us
Can you relate? Turn your 24 hours into first 48
Hit 'em at the estate, make him open the safe
Not a second to waste, it's way too late
To negotiate with a gun in your face, so now
What you gon' do with the time you got?
My back is up against the wall like a Basquiat
So I never waste my pearls on swine
So motherfucker, don't waste my time, my shit expensive
I'm reinvented but still vintage, pay attention
My sleight of hand is grand, in popular demand
Niggas fail like they're cannabis brands but not me sir
24 hours a day the way we work, Dizzy
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Go get that shit, nigga)
What you gon' do with it?
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Way more)
What you gon' do with it?
Oh Hoppa, you got me feeling some type of way this time
Ten years in this shit, I'm not playing no more games with these niggas, Hoppa
Let me talk to y'all
Yo
Another black American that need a therapist
Yo, what that nigga say? I don't respond well to arrogance
Tryna figure out which one of y'all I'm gonna square with
They ain't on my level so really this shit's embarrassing
Stooping down for another stupid clown
I take over games when I heat up at the shoot around, yo
Underground, you niggas is obviously under a spell
You got threw under the bus without nothing to sell
The money signs blind you from all the lies that they tell (Woah)
Don't lie to yourself, we had to fight to excel (Pow, pow, pow)
Bite the same mentality with the rifle he held
We cherish Malcolm in my house, no doubt
I'm stuck in it, the grand transition
I'm the man and I can't hand-pick 'em
Don't be a dead man missing, listen
We got the same twenty-four hours
They overlook the message 'cause they focused on the power
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Go get that shit, nigga)
What you gon' do with it?
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Way more)
What you gon' do with it?
[Xzibit:]
I'ma headbutt the blunts, rock the whole shit back to front
Cause calamity, humanity crushed
Kill 'em with a gentlemen's touch, adrenaline rush
You try to get rough, good luck, there's like a million of us
Can you relate? Turn your 24 hours into first 48
Hit 'em at the estate, make him open the safe
Not a second to waste, it's way too late
To negotiate with a gun in your face, so now
What you gon' do with the time you got?
My back is up against the wall like a Basquiat
So I never waste my pearls on swine
So motherfucker, don't waste my time, my shit expensive
I'm reinvented but still vintage, pay attention
My sleight of hand is grand, in popular demand
Niggas fail like they're cannabis brands but not me sir
24 hours a day the way we work, Dizzy
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Go get that shit, nigga)
What you gon' do with it?
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
We got the same twenty-four hours (Word)
(Way more)
What you gon' do with it?
