Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars 2 My Name

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Snoop
Nigga 20 dollars to my
Deep in dice game
I off my knees
I off two g's
Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my
so I can rob every known dope spot
I'm having times, grit, and grind
Shit I'm tyring to get
Ain't nothing to plus I'm living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way shit goes
Gotta keep 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 in the wind
It feels good my
Silkk brought the Gin & Juice and my nigga in
I'm amongst with a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the same time i to smoke
But if I wasn't in this rap
Would a nigga Dogg have 20 dollars to his name

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

I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my with what?
With automatic rocket
Gotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a
Let'em now this itch of my finger is than jock itch
Extended clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters pop lip, stop this
Cold killing for ??? this
Soda rock this
a shelf when i drop this
My ??? can't chop
The hunger I hold
Setting here wondering should I take it his soul
See this with a hole
Allowed that silencer to
And took motherfuckin' lives for less than twenty

Soulja
Now with this last 20 dollars I might buy me some
Because that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga
I seen my nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and rock a rental
He sees my nick, he my grill, he says I'm flossin
He sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you
And I'm bossin, and up at the same time
So if you thinking about 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 worth being

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

Now I got 20 to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get more
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 me down??? do get scared I ain't flipped till my guns smoking
It be a hustle to eat
And it be hard on these
get my hustle on
Got 20 y'all now that shit don't last long picture this