Clean Up Man

Aw.....I'm comin' through the fog Dressed in black Knock Yo muthafuckin' head off Bitch nigga stop playin' wit me First Verse: 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 I 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 gat 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 Chorus: 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 Second Verse: B.G., 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 beats nigga Chorus Third Verse: 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 B.G. did it, I live til' I'm gone I'ma H.B., 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 Mignon got work for three weeks That's how the U.P.T. 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