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Lirik Lagu 20 Dollars to My Name - Snoop Dogg

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Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars shitCheck this out
Snoop DoggNigga 20 dollars to my nameDeep in this dice gameI dust off my kneesI fucked off two g'sNothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glockWhy? so I can rob every known dope spotI'm having hard times, grit, and grindShit I'm tyring to get mineAin't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontlineIt's a cold twist the way that shit goesGotta keep your hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yoAnd keep a down bitch for when your money run outAnd get you gun outAnd shoot'em up till they come outI'm blowing in the windIt feels good my friendSilkk brought the Gin & Juice and my nigga chipped inI'm amongst killers with a dub in my pocket locA drug dealer at the same time i love to smokeBut if I wasn't in this rap gameWould a nigga Snoop Dogg have 20 dollars to his name
Choruos FiendNow 20 dollars to my name in this game of drugsAnd the only thing we now is gan bangers and thugsIf my yale don't sell how shall we proceedBecause we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat
FiendI got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?With this automatic rocketGotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostageLet'em now this itch of my finger is worser than jock itchExtended glock clips allow me to cop chipsErasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip, stop thisCold blooded killing for ??? thisSoda couldn't rock thischop a shelf when i drop thisMy ??? can't chop thisThe hunger that I holdSetting here wondering should I take it from his soulSee this here with a holeAllowed that silencer to blowAnd took motherfuckin' lives for less than twenty before
Soulja SlimNow with this last 20 dollars I might buy me some doujaBecause that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga soberI seen my nigga nigga from way way backMe and him used to jack and rock a rental cadillacHe sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I'm flossinHe sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you flossinAnd I'm bossin, and tossin'em up at the same timeSo if you thinking about with me it'll be your death in ???And why put your life in danger over 20 dollars, that's all I gotAnd my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it ain't worth beingshot
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Silkk the ShockerNow look, I'm fresh up out of jail it feels goo to be on the outsideI had 120 dollars, but i spent a 100 on my rideNow the only thing I got left is 20 dollars to my nameNigga want front me some motherfuckin' caineI told him weed charge it 2 the gameNigga now now I gotta be on some murder one shitSome slum shitSome out the projects dumb shitsome weed and blunt shitSome I don't give a fuck shit, where it from shitSome penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sunshitNow I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get moreSo I tell nigga hit the floor I'm about to pull a motherfuckin' kickdoorNow whether it's rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun tottingY'all call me down??? do get scared I ain't flipped till my guns smokingIt be a hustle just to eatAnd it be hard on these streetsGotta get my hustle onGot 20 dollars y'all now that shit don't last long picture this