Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollar

War, war, war
Talkin' about y'all's a bore
I'd rather talk moi
Like do you know the cost of up in Africa?

20 ain't shit to you
But that's how much are
So they're use this shit just to get by

Is gold, helpin' ya?
Don't you like my
My stains low
On my like a-ya-ya

brains and banana
I'll hit you with my
Put in my eye
Make it red so I raa ra ra

So I woke up my holy Qur'an
And out I like Allah-lah
So we shooting the song is up
boys are acting up
And baby, mamas are crazy

And the leaders all cracking up
We rich, we fry
Price of living in a shanty town just seems very
But we still like T.I. we still fly
Dancing as we up and looting just to get by

With your feet on the air and head on the ground
Try trick and spin it, yeah
head'll collapse when there's nothing in it
And ask yourself, where is my mind?
Where is my Where is my mind?

War, war, war
Who made me this?
Was it me and God in
My on speed dial
Every time I take the wrong

All I want is one
And that is you got
I go lose my mind
And I feel

24 hours in a day
I used to it 8, 8, 8
8 work, 8 sleep, 8 for
Now I give it all it

People on the
A new for the intellect
People me so hard
'Cause I floss my tea set

I was out of dirt like I'm porn in a skirt
I was a little girl who good with all what I blurt
I put people on the map never seen a map
I show 'em something ain't ever seen
And hope make it back

With your feet on the air and your head on the
Try this trick and spin it,
Your head'll collapse when there's in it
And you'll ask yourself, where is my
Where is my Where is my mind?

With your on the air and your head on the ground
Try trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse when nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself, where is my