| When the sun goes down and the moon comes up
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| You can see a lot of things if you look deep enough
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| It’s all around
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| The city skyline, in the nighttime, be the right time, to ball out
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| (Yeah) Who’s the real pimp, gangster hustler, you call out
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| Is it him, is it him or is it, Dukes over there?
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| Real recognizes real, so yo, no one cares
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| The chief executive mack, in so deep you can’t imagine
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| I’ve seen the beatdowns, the gunfights, plus the paddywagon
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| See daddy with his pants saggin, pushin whips that’s too fly
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| Switchin up to a suit and tie, ladies say he’s too cute to lie
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| (Forget about it) And none of my girls, wanna, talk to you
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| Plus, none of my boys, gotta, talk to you
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| Cause when you see me, they’ll be somewhere in the cut
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| And you can’t be me, so nip that weak talk in the butt
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| The party’s crowded, and everyone, is showin love
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| Whassup, what’s the deal, how’s things holdin up?
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| (Whassup young blood?)
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| The smooth dude, that moves through, with the utmost precision
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| Truly a wiseguy, seein life with my night vision
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| See that young blood, comin down the street
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| Don’t be hypnotized by the stride of his feet.
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| Pickpockets. |
| streetwalkers. |
| number runners. |
| hustlers
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| Lots of ladies, wanna, check me out
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| And lots of haters, wanna, X me out
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| I got more style than Gucci, Louis or Prada
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| Drop more jewels on you, than your uncle or father
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| Once this envious kid, was temptin me kid
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| To stoop down to his level and cold empty his wig
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| He was mad cause his girl wanted up in my world (hahahaha)
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| I looked the other way, and she was still, stuck in my world
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| Aiyyo; |
| baby wants to run with me, come with me, have fun with me
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| I be the man when I’m dipped, or in a t-shirt, and dungarees
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| I overheard her man, that was screamin in her ear
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| While I nodded to my peeps, who was schemin in the rear
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| If he’s gon' flip, he’s gonna, find out quick
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| That I stroll with a click, and we roll mad thick
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| He shook my hand and laughed it off, that was his best decision
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| We keep it tight aight? |
| Hangin out, with that night vision
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| I bust into this night club
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| I can see you perpetraters
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| Passin out your BID’ness cards
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| Wearin your knockoff gators
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| Pimps. |
| heartbreakers. |
| dumb-ass Johns.
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| You got to make a decision, to go witcha instincts
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| And rely on your night vision |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Night Vision (Feat. Isaac Hayes), artist - Guru. Album song Streetsoul, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп