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dogg
Nigga 20 dollars to my
Deep in this game
I off my knees
I off two g's
Nothing left to do, but buy 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 I'm living on the frontline
It's a cold twist the way shit goes
keep your hands on some motherfuckin' fetty yo
And keep a down for when your money run out
And get you gun out
And up till they come out
I'm in the wind
It feels good my
brought the gin & juice and my nigga chipped in
I'm amongst killers a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the time I love to smoke
But if I wasn't in rap game
Would a snoop dogg have 20 dollars to his name

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

I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with
With this rocket
have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostage
Let'em now this itch of my finger is than jock itch
glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing tips and sisters that pop lip, stop this
Cold killing for ? ? ? this
Soda rock this
Chop a shelf when I this
My ? ? ? chop this
The hunger that I
Setting wondering should I take it from his soul
See this here with a
Allowed that to blow
And took motherfuckin' lives for less than before

slim
Now with this last 20 dollars I might buy me some
Because that weed from magnolia still have a nigga
I seen my nigga nigga way way back
Me and him used to jack and a rental cadillac
He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he I'm flossin
He sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you
And I'm bossin, and tossin'em up at the time
So if you thinking about with me be your death in ? ? ?
And why put your in danger 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 fresh up out of it feels goo to be on the outside
I had 120 dollars, but I a 100 on my ride
Now the only thing I got left is 20 dollars to my
Nigga want front me motherfuckin' caine
I him weed charge it 2 the game
now now I gotta be on some murder one shit
Some shit
Some out the projects dumb
Some weed and shit
Some I don't give a fuck shit, where it shit
Some penitentiary solitary confinement see no motherfuckin' sun

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

Now it's rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting
call me down? ? ? do get scared I ain't flipped till my guns smoking
It be a just to eat
And it be on these streets
Gotta get my on
Got 20 dollars y'all now that shit don't last long picture