Snoop Dogg - 20 Dollars To My Name Lyrics
Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars shitCheck this outSnoop doggNigga 20 dollars to my nameDeep in this dice gameI dust off my kneesI *****ed off two gsNothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glockWhy? so I can rob every known dope spotIm having hard times, grit, and grindShit im tyring to get mineAint nothing to lose plus Im living on the frontlineIts a cold twist the way that shit goesGotta keep your hands on some mother*****in fetty yoAnd keep a down ***** for when your money run outAnd get you gun outAnd shootem up till they come outIm blowing in the windIt feels good my friendSilkk brought the gin & juice and my nigga chipped inIm amongst killers with a dub in my pocket locA drug dealer at the same time I love to smokeBut if I wasnt in this rap gameWould a nigga snoop dogg have 20 dollars to his nameChoruos fiendNow 20 dollars to my name in this game of drugsAnd the only thing we now is gan bangers and thugsIf my yale dont sell how shall we proceedBecause we cant slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeatFiendI 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 hostageLetem 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 couldnt rock thisChop a shelf when I drop thisMy ? ? ? cant 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 mother*****in lives for less than twenty beforeSoulja 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 Im flossinHe sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you flossinAnd Im bossin, and tossinem up at the same timeSo if you thinking about with me itll be your death in ? ? ?And why put your life in danger over 20 dollars, thats all I gotAnd my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it aint worth beingShotChorusSilkk the shockerNow look, Im 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 mother*****in 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 dont give a ***** shit, where it from shitSome penitentiary solitary confinement never see no mother*****in sunShitNow I got 20 dollars to my mother*****in name, and I gotta get moreSo I tell nigga hit the floor Im about to pull a mother*****in kickDoorNow whether its rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun tottingYall call me down? ? ? do get scared I aint flipped till my guns smokingIt be a hustle just to eatAnd it be hard on these streetsGotta get my hustle onGot 20 dollars yall now that shit dont last long picture this
