Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get A Twenty

Hey homeboy you got twenty bucks I could borrow
Ah, you're broke
Right on, that's man
Hey what about you holmes?
You always got some holmes
Can you me a twenty?
pay you back ey
Come on, I'll pay you back

My Impala hasn't moved in
Simon I'm feeling kind of homeboy, this is weak
I gotta get a to get me through the day
Because you all know I love it when I this way
Without my ride ese how am I get by?
That's why I need a holmes so I can get high
But that I'm talking to, they claim is dry
I know you got in there ese don't lie
That's the time that I'll ever kick you down
goes around comes around, I'll catch you on the rebound
Next time I'm smoking and you smoke
I'ma laugh like someone told a joke
what a fucked up day
If I only had a twenty things be ok
But no one wants to me or let me borrow
I don't think I can wait tomorrow, fuck these vatos

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I thirty down the highway
I got hydraulic fluid leaking my driveway
I got a big chrome bill I can't pay
Hey can I get a twenty, pay you back ey, pay you back guey

Damn it's a shame
All these silly levas play these silly games
Trying to play Lil' Rob for a lame
Had to run vato like a fucking train, Goddang
Still get none though
Why not? Because he really didn't none bro
My bad, hey let me help you up
I you don't have no weed, but you got twenty bucks, that I could borrow
I'd gladly pay you tomorrow
But if not then I'll pay you back the day follows
'cause are getting rough for this young Chicano
I don't think I can last another ao, like a bao
'91, '92, '93, '94, '95, '96, plus four
That's how I've been rapping, how could I let this happen
If I had twenty bones holmes I be asking

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Stranded no place to go
Unless I take the bus, but I got no cambio
Thinking to myself what of friends are these
Obviously the kind I'll never need
I'll see you later you need a favor, remember when
I needed twenty bones homeboy were you then?
I'm to take it old school and pull myself a beer run
But closed down the liquor store, I'm no where near one
that a bitch, the day's almost over and I'm still sober
Luck find me with a four leaf clover
got to find a way to make a grip
Or some marijuana, roll a spliff and take a hit
I'll always find a way someway, somehow to it through
Got No One To On, so you know I don't need you
I got home, look what I found, a bag of marijuana
Just for me in my rag

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