B.G. - Clean Up Man lyrics
B.G. [Christopher Noel Dorsey] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[B.G. - Clean Up Man lyrics]
Awi'm comin' through the fog
Dressed in black
Knock Yo muthafuckin' head off
Bitch nigga stop playin' wit me
Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece
You deceased, fuckin' with me
Oh it's pure beef
Tragedy, homicide, battle me out there
Nothin' in between but air
Bitch I don't play fair
I come through like an Amtrak
What'cha gone do?
Got a strap but it's on safety
Mine ready to let loose
I hit'cha spot, niggas scatter
I ratta tatta, whatever it don't matter
Hollows come out like blat-blatta
Gotta shop across town
Applied it so they doomed
Soon as it hit Noon I'm
Blastin' off in the room
First thing flinch I go boom
With the sweeper I sweep like a broom
Creep like the Grim Reaper
Leavin' everything wound
When the Moon come out
That's when the snakes come out
The fakes go in, you got it
Hide out in the drought
You leave a gap open I'm
Squeezin' it cuz I'm scopin', hopin'
I can catch a nigga with
Some birds just locin'
So I can uh-abuse the bitch
Misuse the bitch
Refuse me then his family gone lose the bitch
I'm colder than ice, I'm smoother than sand
Baby Gangsta headbusta just a clean up man
On dangerous grounds
With the K off in my hand
Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man
On dangerous grounds
With the K off in my hand
Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man
On dangerous grounds
With the K off in my hand
Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man
BG, Hot Boy, leave ya dick in the dirt
Ride with Juvey, Lil' Wayne, and Turk
Puttin' faces on shirts
You know tuh uh-together, we acts a ass
Fifty shots, out each clip we blast
Full of that trash, out the St t
We mash on the gas
Hangin' out the window, hit the heat
Apply pressure to yo head nigga
And little bullets take red
From yo head nigga
Should have watched your mouth and not
Said what you said nigga
But uhn uhn uhn, now that nigga's dead, nigga
It's All On U
If you got beef, would you freeze, ha nigga?
Grab the ass kicker and hit
The enemy block nigga?
If you got beef would you
Squash it and eat it? Make a nigga bleed
Or think it's cool and now you eatin' it?
If you got beef would you try to sleep on it?
If it's with me you ain't
Thinkin' cuz I'll creep homie
If you got beef better squeeze trigga nigga
Kill it no matter what even if
It takes four weeks nigga
I come hard enough, ya feelin' me?
Fa shiggedy
Bitch niggas gone get they wiggadys splitti
Splitti you done pissed these niggas
Off from Chopper City
In each and every K we tote, they got fifty
So bring it on however you wanna bring it on
Yo block explode like a bomb
I'm dangerous and armed
The BG get it How I live til' I'm gone
I'ma HB, and gotta get my shine on
So when the gangsta situation's
Starin' at you nigga look the other way or
Do what'cha gotta do
I'm quick to leave all the choices on you
Gotta trigga happy clique ask
Questions after they shoot
The people in blue can't even
Take the scene I leave
If ten niggas on the block
Then ten niggas I leave
Now Frank Minyard got work for three weeks
That's how the UPT play it if we got beef
I'm stompin' on dangerous grounds
K in my hand i ain't bout playin'
Call me the clean up man
Call me the clean up man
On dangerous grounds with the K
Off in my hand
Dressed in black
Knock Yo muthafuckin' head off
Bitch nigga stop playin' wit me
Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece
You deceased, fuckin' with me
Oh it's pure beef
Tragedy, homicide, battle me out there
Nothin' in between but air
Bitch I don't play fair
I come through like an Amtrak
What'cha gone do?
Got a strap but it's on safety
Mine ready to let loose
I hit'cha spot, niggas scatter
I ratta tatta, whatever it don't matter
Hollows come out like blat-blatta
Gotta shop across town
Applied it so they doomed
Soon as it hit Noon I'm
Blastin' off in the room
First thing flinch I go boom
With the sweeper I sweep like a broom
Creep like the Grim Reaper
Leavin' everything wound
When the Moon come out
That's when the snakes come out
The fakes go in, you got it
Hide out in the drought
You leave a gap open I'm
Squeezin' it cuz I'm scopin', hopin'
I can catch a nigga with
Some birds just locin'
So I can uh-abuse the bitch
Misuse the bitch
Refuse me then his family gone lose the bitch
I'm colder than ice, I'm smoother than sand
Baby Gangsta headbusta just a clean up man
On dangerous grounds
With the K off in my hand
Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man
On dangerous grounds
With the K off in my hand
Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man
On dangerous grounds
With the K off in my hand
Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man
BG, Hot Boy, leave ya dick in the dirt
Ride with Juvey, Lil' Wayne, and Turk
Puttin' faces on shirts
You know tuh uh-together, we acts a ass
Fifty shots, out each clip we blast
Full of that trash, out the St t
We mash on the gas
Hangin' out the window, hit the heat
Apply pressure to yo head nigga
And little bullets take red
From yo head nigga
Should have watched your mouth and not
Said what you said nigga
But uhn uhn uhn, now that nigga's dead, nigga
It's All On U
If you got beef, would you freeze, ha nigga?
Grab the ass kicker and hit
The enemy block nigga?
If you got beef would you
Squash it and eat it? Make a nigga bleed
Or think it's cool and now you eatin' it?
If you got beef would you try to sleep on it?
If it's with me you ain't
Thinkin' cuz I'll creep homie
If you got beef better squeeze trigga nigga
Kill it no matter what even if
It takes four weeks nigga
I come hard enough, ya feelin' me?
Fa shiggedy
Bitch niggas gone get they wiggadys splitti
Splitti you done pissed these niggas
Off from Chopper City
In each and every K we tote, they got fifty
So bring it on however you wanna bring it on
Yo block explode like a bomb
I'm dangerous and armed
The BG get it How I live til' I'm gone
I'ma HB, and gotta get my shine on
So when the gangsta situation's
Starin' at you nigga look the other way or
Do what'cha gotta do
I'm quick to leave all the choices on you
Gotta trigga happy clique ask
Questions after they shoot
The people in blue can't even
Take the scene I leave
If ten niggas on the block
Then ten niggas I leave
Now Frank Minyard got work for three weeks
That's how the UPT play it if we got beef
I'm stompin' on dangerous grounds
K in my hand i ain't bout playin'
Call me the clean up man
Call me the clean up man
On dangerous grounds with the K
Off in my hand