Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get A Twenty

Hey homeboy you got twenty bucks I could borrow
Ah, broke huh?
Right on, cool man
Hey homeboy what you holmes?
You always got some weed
Can you me a twenty?
I'll pay you ey
on, I'll pay you back guey

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

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I drive down the highway
I got hydraulic fluid leaking my driveway
I got a big chrome bill that I pay
Hey homeboy can I get a twenty, pay you ey, pay you back guey

Damn it's a shame
All these silly wanna play these silly games
Trying to play Lil' Rob for a little
Had to run vato over a fucking train, Goddang
Still didn't get though
Why not? Because he really didn't have bro
My bad, hey homeboy let me you up
I you don't have no weed, but you got twenty bucks, that I could borrow
I'd pay you back tomorrow
But if not then I'll pay you back the day follows
'cause times are rough for this young Chicano
I don't I can last another ao, like a person bao
'91, '92, '93, '94, '95, '96, four more
That's how long I've been rapping, how I let this happen
If I had bones holmes I wouldn't be asking

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

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