Snoop Dogg, Master P, Silkk the Shocker - 20 Dollars to My Name lyrics

Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars shit
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Nigga 20 dollars to my name
Deep in this dice game i dust off my knees
I fucked off two g's nothing left to do
But buy some shells for my Glock
Why? so I can rob every known dope spot
I'm having hard times, grit, and grind
Shit I'm trying to get mine
Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm
Living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way that shit goes
Gotta keep your hands on
Some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a down bitch for
When your money run out and get you gun out
And shoot'em up 'til they come out
I'm blowing in the wind
It feels good my friend
Silkk brought the Gin & Juice


And my nigga chipped in
I'm amongst killers with a dub
In my pocket loc a drug dealer at the same
Time I love to smoke
But if I wasn't in this rap game
Would a nigga Snoop Dogg have
20 dollars to my name

Now 20 dollars to my name
In this game of drugs
And the only thing we now
Is gan bangers and thugs
If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb
Cause we smoke too much weed
Now 20 dollars to my name
In this game of drugs
And the only thing we now
Is gan bangers and thugs
If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb
Cause we smoke too much weed

I got 19 dollars and 50 cents
Up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic rocket
Gotta have it to pop it, unlock it
And take me up a hostage
Let'em now this itch of my finger
Is worser than jock itch
Extended Glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip
Stop this cold blooded killing for this
Soda couldn't rock this
Chop a shelf when I drop this
My can't chop this the hunger that I hold
Setting here wondering should I take
It from his soul see this here with a hole
Allowed that silencer to blow
And took motherfuckin' lives for
Less than twenty before

Now with this last 20 dollars I
Might buy me some douja
Because that weed from Magnolia still
Have a nigga sober
I seen my nigga nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack
And rock a rental Cadillac
He sees my nick, he sees my grill
He says I'm flossin he sees my wrist
He says damn nigga you flossin
And I'm bossin
And tossin' 'em up at the same time
So 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 got
And my weed habit is so close to
Smoking powder it ain't worth being shot

Now 20 dollars to my name
In this game of drugs
And the only thing we now
Is gan bangers and thugs
If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb
Cause we smoke too much weed
Now 20 dollars to my name
In this game of drugs
And the only thing we now
Is gan bangers and thugs
If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed
Because we can't slang the urb
Cause we smoke too much weed

Now look, i'm fresh up out of jail it feels
Good to be on the outside i had 120 dollars
But I spent a 100 on my ride
Now the only thing I got left
Is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want front me some motherfuckin' caine
I told him weed charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I gotta be
On some murder one shit
Some slum shit Some out
The projects dumb shit
Some weed and blunt shit Some I
Don't give a fuck shit
Where it from shit Some penitentiary solitary
Confinement never see no
Motherfuckin' sun shit now I got 20 dollars
To my motherfuckin' name
And I gotta get more
So I tell nigga hit the floor I'm
About to pull a motherfuckin' kick
Door Now whether it's rapping
Or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting
Y'all call me down do get scared I
Ain't flipped 'til my guns smoking
It be a hustle just to eat And
It be hard on these streets
Gotta get my hustle
On Got 20 dollars y'all now that
Shit don't last long picture this