Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars to My Name

Damn a nigga only got 20 shit
this out

Snoop
20 dollars to my name
Deep in dice 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 known dope spot
I'm having times, grit, and grind
Shit i'm to get mine
nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way that goes
Gotta keep your on some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a bitch for when your money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot'em up till come out
I'm in the wind
It good my friend
Silkk brought the gin & juice and my nigga in
I'm amongst with a dub in my pocket loc
A dealer at the same time I love to smoke
But if I wasn't in rap game
a nigga snoop dogg have 20 dollars to his name

Choruos
Now 20 dollars to my in this game of drugs
And the only thing we now is gan bangers and
If my don't sell how shall we proceed
we can't 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 have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a
Let'em now this of my finger is worser than jock itch
glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops and sisters that pop lip, stop this
Cold blooded for ? ? ? this
Soda couldn't rock
Chop a shelf when I drop
My ? ? ? can't chop
The hunger I hold
Setting here should I take it from his soul
See this here a hole
Allowed that to blow
And took motherfuckin' lives for less than before

Soulja
Now with this last 20 dollars I might buy me douja
Because that weed from magnolia still have a nigga
I seen my nigga nigga from way way
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 nigga you
And I'm bossin, and up at the same time
So if you thinking 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 powder it ain't 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 thing I got left is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want front me some motherfuckin'
I told him charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I gotta be on murder one shit
slum shit
Some out the projects dumb
Some weed and blunt
Some I don't give a shit, where it from shit
Some penitentiary solitary confinement never see no sun

Now I got 20 dollars to my name, and I gotta get more
So I tell nigga hit the 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 hustle 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