Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars 2 My Name

Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars
this out

Snoop
Nigga 20 to my name
Deep in this dice
I off my knees
I off two g's
Nothing left to do, but buy some for my glock
so I can rob every known dope spot
I'm having times, grit, and grind
Shit I'm to get mine
Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the
It's a cold twist the way that shit
keep your hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a down bitch for your money run out
And get you gun out
And up till they come out
I'm blowing in the
It feels good my
Silkk the Gin & Juice and my nigga chipped in
I'm amongst killers with a dub in my loc
A dealer at the same time i love to smoke
But if I wasn't in rap game
Would a nigga Snoop Dogg 20 dollars to his name

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

I got 19 and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic
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 rock
chop a when i drop this
My ??? chop this
The hunger that I
Setting here should I take it from his soul
See this here a hole
Allowed that to blow
And took motherfuckin' lives for less twenty before

Slim
Now with this last 20 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 my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm flossin
He sees my wrist, he says damn you flossin
And I'm bossin, and tossin'em up at the time
So if you thinking about with me it'll be your in ???
And why put your life in danger 20 dollars, that's all I got
And my weed habit is so to smoking powder it ain't worth being

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

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

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