Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars to My Name

Damn a nigga got 20 dollars shit
this out

Snoop
20 dollars to my name
Deep in this game
I dust off my
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 to get mine
Ain't nothing to lose I'm living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way that goes
Gotta your hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a down bitch for your money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot'em up till they out
I'm in the wind
It feels good my
brought the gin & juice and my nigga chipped in
I'm killers with a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the same time I to smoke
But if I wasn't in rap game
Would a nigga snoop dogg have 20 dollars to his

fiend
Now 20 dollars to my name in this of drugs
And the only thing we now is gan bangers and
If my yale sell how shall we proceed
Because we slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat

I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with
With automatic rocket
Gotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and me up a hostage
Let'em now this itch of my finger is worser than itch
Extended glock clips me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters pop lip, stop this
Cold killing for ? ? ? this
Soda couldn't rock
Chop a shelf when I this
My ? ? ? can't this
The that I hold
Setting here should I take it from his soul
See this here with a
Allowed that silencer to
And took lives for less than twenty before

slim
Now with last 20 dollars I might buy me some douja
Because that weed from magnolia still a nigga sober
I seen my nigga nigga from way way
Me and him used to and rock a rental cadillac
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 tossin'em up at the time
So if you thinking about with me it'll be your in ? ? ?
And why put your in danger 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 feels goo to be on the
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 motherfuckin' caine
I told him weed it 2 the game
now now I gotta be on some murder one shit
Some shit
Some out the dumb shit
Some weed and blunt
Some I don't give a shit, where it from shit
Some solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun

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

Now it's rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting
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 these
get my hustle on
Got 20 dollars now that shit don't last long picture this