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letra de clocks n dirty scales - #malnocrawford

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clocks and dirty scales freestyle

hook:
i gotta whip up the work seven days in a week
i gotta tax these drugs even when its free

clocks and dirty scales i gotta freak on the beat
feeling like le-lebron, twenty six at his peak
(yea)
im going hit for hit, i can break yo streak

clocks and dirty scales, hustle with techniques
young cooper really the don, i need a mill like i’m meek
judge ain’t giving no bail, bro had to sit for some weeks

open verse:
hop in the whip when i skrrt
my mind is driving me crazy, whip up that dough up
allah is making me blow up, smoking the za on daily

my lady she say love me, she ride for a n-gga, reason she wanted a baby
my hustle making me stable
born in the streets i was vital, neglect just made me some dollars

young n-gga scoring and grinding, n-ggas is acting real sketch audible play, getting getting commas
slim gotta motive i gotta move with the fye call us komodo comotive

trap through the night, my n-ggas just slept onna floor
heaters is facing the floor
i gotta make it some more, its all what you make with your core
y’all n-ggas life is too bore, my momma slept in the car, my struggle really so different

sold me some coke i ain’t know what a brick
i got some blood cousins and they with the sh-t, they tried judge us the way we lived

if i had a mil then i got us n sh-t
do for my sisters and my bruvas n sh-t
i love the trap cause it came with the kit
born with a star and you late as b-tch

i was 13 when first hit a l!ck, sold me some gunz and i got rid of it quick
n-ggas ain’t cappin, so get off my d-ck
hopped off the porch, i got juggs off the rip
roll on a seven, i smoke off a zip
n-ggas be changing just like the weather channels, on a rainy day that make you sick

it’s the materials make you litt
this for the broke n-ggas talking sh-t
this for the bad b-tches getting hit
this for the young n-ggas moving bricks
uhh

can’t f-ck with n-ggas they hot like sauna
i got that dg, dolce gabana
i got the spanish women like sabana
jay going through it he went out atlanta

life ain’t no perfect i told him i love em
i know that we great, when the time we gon crush em
smoking the cream of wheat like im russian
f-ck all the fake love no discussion
(aye)

i tried to bring us together n-ggas be missing, put all the ego’s ah side
acknowledging ah n-gga ain’t perfect, i gotta do me but although just live through my pride

bussin down shawdy, but just like a diddy
get to this money and run through the cities
setting these trends, no time to be petty

buying designer they label it prada of you
keeping it real and they really won’t follow you
up in the field, this ain’t no round for two
where’s is the ring? mcnab with cambell soup
feel like kareem, im balling without the hoop

va for hustlers man f-ck all dat sh-t
moved out pg when i was only kid, my mind was so grown and i know what i did
never been a follower i knew how to lead, its prolly the reason they ain’t f-ck with the kid
look
f-ck all the n-ggas and f-ck all the b-tches
they look at me now just to see how i’m living

hook:
i gotta whip up the work, seven days in a week
i gotta tax these drugs, even when its free

clocks and dirty scales i gotta freak onna beat
feeling like le-lebron, 26 at his peak
(yea)
im going hit for hit, i can break yo streak

clocks and dirty scales, hustle with techniques
young cooper really the don, i need a mill like i’m meek
judge ain’t giving no bail, bro had to sit for some weeks

- malnocrawford

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