Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars 2 My Name

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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
so I can rob every known dope spot
I'm having hard times, grit, and
I'm tyring to get mine
Ain't to lose plus I'm living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way that goes
Gotta keep hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a down for when your money run out
And get you gun out
And up till they come out
I'm blowing in the
It feels my friend
Silkk 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 Snoop Dogg have 20 dollars to his name

Choruos
Now 20 to my name in this game of drugs
And the only thing we now is gan bangers and
If my don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't 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 itch of my finger is worser than jock itch
glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip, this
blooded killing for ??? this
Soda couldn't this
chop a shelf i drop this
My ??? chop this
The hunger I hold
Setting here wondering should I take it from his
See this here with a
Allowed that to blow
And took lives for less than twenty before

Slim
Now with this last 20 I might buy me some douja
that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga sober
I my nigga nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and rock a rental
He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm
He sees my wrist, he says damn you flossin
And I'm bossin, and tossin'em up at the same
So if you about with me it'll be your death in ???
And why put your life in over 20 dollars, that's all I got
And my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it ain't worth

Silkk the
Now look, I'm fresh up out of jail it feels goo to be on the
I had 120 dollars, but i spent a 100 on my
Now the thing I got left is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want me some motherfuckin' caine
I told him charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I be on some murder one shit
Some shit
Some out the projects dumb
weed and blunt shit
Some I give a fuck shit, where it from shit
Some penitentiary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun

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

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