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letra de clocked in - pro dillinger & wino willy

[intro]
it seems (uh), that they know who we are

[verse 1: pro dillinger]
this a cobra clutch, you n-ggas know what’s up
i been goin’ nuts, i’m with the gang and you can’t go with us (yeah)
haters gettin’ sick, i make a buck, them n-ggas throwin’ up (uh)
taliban, i step inside the spot, this sh-t is blowin’ up (oh)
take responsibility for sh-t i did, i’m moanin’ up (mornin’)
lost some good people, but i guess that’s part of growin’ up
opportunity been at my door, and i been opend up
all the homies givin’ me the game, and i just soak it up
youngans totin’ guns, spin the block and come to smoke with us (uh)
feelin’ bad, tears in his eyes, my n-gga chokin’ up
try to tell him this: it’s consequences when you goin’ dumb
paranoid, havin’ nightmares, it starts to goin’ up
i been showin’ love, but i’m foul so i been holdin’ guns (bloaw)
hold the mic, but you don’t hold no weight, you gotta show me some
catchin’ wreck, a n-gga show respect, you n-ggas owe me some
uncle sam, you n-ggas in the way, and gotta throw me some

[chorus: pro dillinger]
i can say goodbye but i can’t leave the streets
you n-ggas bakin’ pie? then i’ma need a piece
you open up a shop, i need to see the lease
you n-ggas wanna play, but they don’t see the grease
i can say goodbye but i can’t leave the streets
you n-ggas bakin’ pie? then i’ma need a piece
you open up a shop, i need to see the lease
you n-ggas wanna play, but they don’t see the grease
[verse 2: snotty]
all i ever wanted was a kilo
good work put ’em night, night ‘fore he took out the needle
i went diamond with the dope, i’m the beatles, here come the diesels
say you got it off the boat, let’s be real, i don’t believe you
n-ggas cap a lot, finesse ’em two times, ain’t talkin’ rap-a-lot
never had a lot, so let’s get it, you ’bout a bag or not?
i’m back eatin’, i’m on go, n-ggas lack defense
get ’em crashed, peep it, flip the whip when i splash pieces (brrt)
look, i been a threat, swear you hot, but ain’t simmer yet
this not the internet, i get you robbed and shot in a sec
don’t do the indirects, boy, you insultin’ my intellect
leave your single red, big umbrella, we been the best, look
one nine, say it two times if you gon’ die for me
n-ggas know what we signed up for, so don’t cry to me (cry to me, n-gga)
gather round ’cause this what they been dyin’ to see, the dynasty
i promise these n-ggas can’t rhyme with me (nah)

- pro dillinger wino willy

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