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20/20
20/20
20/20
20/20

It's goin' down
Not now but right now
By now you know the sound
It's dilation, cats with 20/20

I tell nickel and dimers try
to me, and I gotta make it real
Gotta let her know just how I feel

Now there she goes again, driving by
I hit my horn she throws her beams on high
I put
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
Down in Decatur
Where the haters get shown

Ride around the spots 
Where the pot gets grown
Now I'm feelin blowed
Smoke by the zone

Misfit dudes
the fuck shot 2pac? 
Real gs never die
In the California sunshine
Who the fuck shot 2pac?
skin in the Bentley
Graveyard shift at the Denny's
North side plenty, south side pennies
I vote Yeezus/Deez Nuts 2020
You want to run a country? that
out its real 
that's when they heart pumps fear 
The real remains the weak will disappear 
My words is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear 
911 style
California can't stick your dick in everything
We will survive necessarily by any means
Let no man ever hold you down or suppress you
It's the 90's
And after I'm finished you know I'mma drink some mur
But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin', listen
I spot them chickens never slippin' like a transmission
this rap game with these wicked rap skills 
And ain't far from makin' Gs ta makin' mills 
I'm a treal B.G. uptown hard hitter 
On the real my nigga
the days, but let's just say five
Years, coming of age, it make you blow by your day job
So cry for me, wild for me
It's a horror story, eyes 20/20s that
Come on I'll take you on a journey through the mind of a madman
With the common misconception that he's got an ace in his upper hand
Sees 20/20
alright
My visions funny, though 20-20’s my hindsight
Bad bitches with me, real niggas with me
Whole ghetto with me mixin' kettle with the simply
Like
people stare when I walk up to the plane
I got Gs, I got dough
I've got keys to the Rolls
I got KK by the O

Luxury flows, I've got luxury flows
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
right they got it, damn right they got it

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
I
California can't stick your dick in everything
We will survive necessarily by any means
Let no man ever hold you down or suppress you
It's the 90's the police
Uh-huh
Yeah
One two, one two
Smokin blunts
Mad Dog 20/20
We gonna get funky

I grab the forty rip off the skirt
Guzzle it, grab the mic
Smokin' weed I never trail, I lead
Spendin' dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
But these are the things real players do
an o.g. to a snotty nose kid
Got me caught up in the rapture like maze days gone by
And real gs gon cry
But I try to walk the yard with my head
right they got it, damn right they got it

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
the block locked he knew the spot block
On some real web shit to get your spot knocked by killer cops
Tryin to get your sh~t rocked, he don't know, cause
real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits
Nigga
my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with 9 figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated 9 triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I'm cashin'