Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars to My Name

Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars
this out

Snoop
Nigga 20 to my name
Deep in this game
I off my knees
I off two g's
Nothing to do, but buy some shells for my glock
Why? so I can rob every known dope
I'm having times, grit, and grind
Shit i'm to get mine
Ain't nothing to plus 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 for when your money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot'em up till they out
I'm blowing in the
It feels good my
Silkk brought the gin & juice and my 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 rap game
a nigga 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 yale don't sell how we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too weed repeat

I got 19 and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
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
Extended glock allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip, stop
blooded killing for ? ? ? this
Soda rock this
a shelf when I drop this
My ? ? ? can't chop
The hunger that I
Setting here wondering I take it from his soul
See this here a hole
Allowed that to blow
And took motherfuckin' for less than twenty before

slim
Now with this last 20 dollars I buy me some douja
Because weed from magnolia still have a nigga sober
I my nigga nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and a rental cadillac
He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm
He sees my wrist, he damn nigga you flossin
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 in danger over 20 dollars, that's all I got
And my weed habit is so close to powder it ain't 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 only thing I got left is 20 to my name
Nigga want me some motherfuckin' caine
I told him charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I gotta be on some one shit
slum shit
Some out the dumb shit
Some weed and blunt
Some I don't give a fuck shit, where it from
Some penitentiary solitary confinement never see no 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 motherfuckin'

Now it's 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 streets
get my hustle on
Got 20 dollars y'all now that shit last long picture this