Clean Up Man
Aiyyo you niggaz done ate long enough
G-UNIT! OHH!
AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs
(Young Buck)
What's goin on with the Unit these days? (let 'em know)
Well I'ma tell you e'rybody gettin paid
And I hear you niggaz talkin, prayin on our downfall
Took a couple losses, still we some outlaws
Ya bitch still lovin my swag
We let you niggaz eat, why the fk is you mad?
I never left the streets, I really ran to 'em
And since I know they watchin me I let my man do 'em
Money, a house and a bad bitch
Way 'fore the rap game man I had this (niggaz know)
You don't know about bein broke
Standin on the block sellin fiends soap
Holla at me
(AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs)
(Young Buck)
Let's sip the 'gnac for a minute
Shawty you feelin this then put your back in it (hey!)
I'm back in it in an all-black fitted
in an all-black tinted-up drop top Bentley
Like - AYYY! You know what it is (yeah!)
I got my own jewelry baby, this ain't none of his (okay!)
Just holla when you NEED ME
Show a nigga love when you SEE ME
I can carry the weight, 50 just put it on my shoulders
G-Unit is the gang, I'm a motherfkin soldier
They thought it was over, he let me out the cage (hey!)
So now they got me standin on this goddamn stage, like
(AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs)
(Young Buck)
Before I leave let me put this on your brain
If rap stop today, I still do my thang
I bought a Benz way before I bought me a chain
Took my momma out the Bricks and bought a car in her name
Paid my nigga Head bond just to get him on the streets
Hope if I get locked up niggaz do it for me
Keep the project lights on, payin e'rybody bills
All my homies dead, I'm takin care of e'rybody kids
And I got this, you can count on me
to come through, when the home team down by three
I'm gon' shoot, and even if a nigga did miss
I bet you next quarter I'll be back in this bitch, like
(AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs).
G-UNIT! OHH!
AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs
(Young Buck)
What's goin on with the Unit these days? (let 'em know)
Well I'ma tell you e'rybody gettin paid
And I hear you niggaz talkin, prayin on our downfall
Took a couple losses, still we some outlaws
Ya bitch still lovin my swag
We let you niggaz eat, why the fk is you mad?
I never left the streets, I really ran to 'em
And since I know they watchin me I let my man do 'em
Money, a house and a bad bitch
Way 'fore the rap game man I had this (niggaz know)
You don't know about bein broke
Standin on the block sellin fiends soap
Holla at me
(AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs)
(Young Buck)
Let's sip the 'gnac for a minute
Shawty you feelin this then put your back in it (hey!)
I'm back in it in an all-black fitted
in an all-black tinted-up drop top Bentley
Like - AYYY! You know what it is (yeah!)
I got my own jewelry baby, this ain't none of his (okay!)
Just holla when you NEED ME
Show a nigga love when you SEE ME
I can carry the weight, 50 just put it on my shoulders
G-Unit is the gang, I'm a motherfkin soldier
They thought it was over, he let me out the cage (hey!)
So now they got me standin on this goddamn stage, like
(AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs)
(Young Buck)
Before I leave let me put this on your brain
If rap stop today, I still do my thang
I bought a Benz way before I bought me a chain
Took my momma out the Bricks and bought a car in her name
Paid my nigga Head bond just to get him on the streets
Hope if I get locked up niggaz do it for me
Keep the project lights on, payin e'rybody bills
All my homies dead, I'm takin care of e'rybody kids
And I got this, you can count on me
to come through, when the home team down by three
I'm gon' shoot, and even if a nigga did miss
I bet you next quarter I'll be back in this bitch, like
(AYYY, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the stitches start tellin
Motherfker they yellin - GET 'EM BUCK!
Grindin grindin, I can make it happen
Cause I'm - grindin grindin, I ain't only rappin
Man I'm - grindin grindin, you know who to call
I be - grindin grindin, this is for my dawgs).
Credits
Writer(s): David Darnell Brown, Jacob Brian Dutton, Robert Mandell
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