Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars 2 My Name

Damn a only got 20 dollars shit
this out

Snoop
20 dollars to my name
Deep in dice game
I dust off my
I off two g's
Nothing left to do, but buy some for my glock
Why? so I can rob known dope spot
I'm having hard times, grit, and
Shit I'm tyring to get
Ain't nothing to lose I'm living on the frontline
a cold twist the way that shit goes
Gotta keep your hands on some motherfuckin' yo
And keep a down bitch for your money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot'em up till they out
I'm blowing in the
It feels my friend
brought the Gin & Juice and my nigga chipped in
I'm amongst with a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the same time i love to
But if I wasn't in this rap
Would a nigga Dogg have 20 dollars to his name

Fiend
Now 20 dollars to my name in game of drugs
And the only thing we now is gan and thugs
If my don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat

I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with
this automatic rocket
Gotta it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostage
Let'em now this itch of my finger is worser than itch
glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and that pop lip, stop this
Cold blooded for ??? this
Soda couldn't this
a shelf when i drop this
My ??? can't chop
The hunger that I
Setting here wondering should I it from his soul
See this here with a
Allowed that silencer to
And took motherfuckin' lives for less than before

Slim
Now with this 20 dollars I might buy me some douja
that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga sober
I seen my nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and rock a cadillac
He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm
He sees my wrist, he says nigga you flossin
And I'm bossin, and up at the same time
So if you thinking about with me be your death in ???
And why put life in danger over 20 dollars, that's all I got
And my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it worth being

Silkk the
Now look, I'm fresh up out of it feels goo to be on the outside
I had 120 dollars, but i a 100 on my ride
Now the thing I got left is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want me some motherfuckin' caine
I him weed charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I gotta be on some murder one
Some slum
Some out the dumb shit
some weed and blunt
Some I don't give a shit, where it from shit
penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun

Now I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get
So I tell nigga hit the floor I'm about to pull a kick

Now whether rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting
Y'all call me down??? do get scared I ain't till my guns smoking
It be a just to eat
And it be hard on these
Gotta get my on
Got 20 dollars y'all now that shit don't last picture this