Clean Up Man B.G.

Aw.....I'm comin' through the fog
Dressed in black
Knock Yo muthafuckin' head off
Bitch nigga stop playin' wit me

[Verse 1]
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