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was a runner
Went behind her back gave all her friends my number
She roll another blunt up, blowin' till I pass out
Made it rain twenty racks still

feels like the end

Custom made shoes but I don't trust a soul
They try and nail me to the
Cross but I'm across the globe
I'm talkin' twenty M's
Or twenty

over there
But they don't want it over here
Cause I got forty on my hip
Thirty in the clip
I throw like twenty in your wheel
The other ten to twist your

all
My nigga got that neck
I tell 'em send it off
Twenty a the joint? Ok we playing ball

Heater in my tire, crack up in my draws
Watching out for

He'd done blowed the profit's all to hell

'Cause he'd run through a ten and
He'd run through a twenty
And he'd run through a hundred just
As fast as it

DOOZIE  COMING cT CHc 
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don't do those

Oh man this shit is rare
Fuckin' bad bitches in the ear
You ain't talking 'bout money
 don't interfere
And I know shawty a twenty but I'ma

I'm writing it?
Tryna feed the kids
The narcs striking us like lighting
My young boy 17 took a 20 to 40
By the time he do that 20, my youngin' be 40

Aye! Aye! Aye! And She Likes It
And She Likes It and She Likes it
And She Likes it you know I'm a ball
When we in the mall
20 racks up in my pocket

long this gon' take nigga?
You still haven't ate nigga
At twenty-two I had two cars
And my own place nigga
It's a sacrifice I try to tell him
That's when

grew up listening to and some newfound
Muses that I’ve discovered along the way

I’m calling it "The 20 20 Experience
" and it’s coming out this year

I

sense, man
If it don't make dollars
It don't make cents, man
I'm talkin' 'bout stacks, man, racks, man
Haha yeah, just let me get fifty 20s
Know what I'm

sweet" starts playing on the radio

Okay, I got it, copy 20
20, but I can't see nobody
One eye open, Illuminati

Oh shit yo waddup though get money
Waddup

that
Twenty-four acres and a mule
Best believe that they say he got smoke
Like where the weed at?
And everything you hope, bitch nigga, we that
Pockets

like hammers
I worry about y'all lil' niggas
Just like your grandmas
Get shit jumpin like the playoffs
Every twenty minutes a day give or
Take I knock

ruthless
Twenty-one with twenty-one
Guns, shottys thats looted from Pac
Lyrical cyclops
Lazer-in 'em on paper and fraudulent friends
Bitch you's a bitch in

begin

Oh some of the mob shot the watchmen
And they layed the blame on me
I finished 20 years in prison
I'm a man of 43

It was then I thought of my

Were you and I just an overnight sensation
An over-due relation coming home
Maybe someday we tell ourselves
It's all right
But 20-20 hindsight is

Without phones we're addicted to our phones

… It’s 4 hours long but you’ll get the
Gist in the first 20
Minutes Basically Sigmund
Frued’s nephew Edward

a lotta spots - never mended!
I bought coke - opened up
A spot - felt relentless
I was only twelve but the
Money made me twenty
Now it's only right for me

way about you, dear
Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close?
Forever and ever, and
Ah, take me out,

doubt
Not just the Jaz huggers, I'm talkin 'bout
The shames that same the Kane
And all Rakim's sons
The Chuck D part threes
The KRS Two to Twenty-One
Yo,

forearm
The Jordan of rap twenty three of MCs
What y'all recording is crap
And I would name names but they
Ain't as important to that
Yeah, yeah, Jigga man

get it how you live, that thang that you working is power
Tryna be generous, so honey here's a tip
Now-a-days it's gettin' cheaper to put 20