Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Dollars to My Name

Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars
this out

Snoop
Nigga 20 dollars to my
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 every dope spot
I'm hard times, grit, and grind
Shit i'm tyring to get
Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm on the frontline
a cold twist the way that shit goes
Gotta keep your hands on some fetty yo
And keep a down bitch for when money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot'em up till come out
I'm blowing in the
It feels good my
Silkk brought the gin & and my nigga chipped in
I'm amongst killers a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the same time I to smoke
But if I wasn't in this rap
Would a nigga snoop dogg have 20 to his name

Choruos
Now 20 dollars to my name in game of drugs
And the thing we now is gan bangers and thugs
If my don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed

I got 19 and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic
Gotta it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostage
Let'em now this itch of my finger is worser than jock
Extended glock clips allow me to cop
Erasing cops and sisters that pop lip, stop this
blooded killing for ? ? ? this
Soda couldn't this
a shelf when I drop this
My ? ? ? chop this
The that I hold
here wondering should I take it from his soul
See this here with a
that silencer to blow
And took motherfuckin' for less than twenty before

Soulja
Now this last 20 dollars I might buy me some douja
Because that weed from still have a nigga sober
I seen my nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and rock a rental
He my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm flossin
He sees my wrist, he damn nigga you flossin
And I'm bossin, and up at the same time
So if you thinking about with me it'll be your in ? ? ?
And why put your life in over 20 dollars, that's all I got
And my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it ain't worth

Silkk the
Now look, I'm up out of jail it feels goo to be on the outside
I had 120 dollars, but I spent a 100 on my
Now the only I got left is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want front me motherfuckin' caine
I told him weed it 2 the game
Nigga now now I be on some murder one shit
slum shit
Some out the projects shit
Some weed and shit
Some I don't give a fuck shit, it from shit
Some penitentiary solitary confinement see no motherfuckin' sun

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

Now whether 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
Gotta get my on
Got 20 dollars y'all now that shit don't last picture this