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What up ma'?
 Long time no see, you lookin good like a million off the grind no D 
I mean a quick lick 
Natural, not even lip stick
That's how you

as long as a nigga got clean air to breathe 
Imma do what I say cus I say what I mean 

But fuck what they thinking I don’t want opinions or sorries
You did

Posted on the block
I was Choppin up game 
Nah we aint the same
I done been through pain 
Feel like Vince Carter by the way I hang
Feel like im Keef

The night closes in
We've waited so long
The air around me is still
Shivers up my spine
His hands were never clean
His hands were never clean
What do you do

the ones to come
To never ever clean this disaster (no)
Enslaved by our misery we
Take comfort, we refuse to see
To hell with all the misery
Defy any

Creep up with the street sweeper, like nigga, I clean this whole place

Slidin' with that mop stick, like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot

Oh Wow

Merciless

The Ultimate Cartel

2003

stay dominate
And stay wicked, and plus we keep it explicit
Abducted by the streets see it's hard to manage
End up on my block saying we the savage

whore
Bust it open hold it wide by the sea shore
You gotta bubble baby tell me what it's scoring for?
An I'ma pop it bounce it bounce it throw it up lock

was sold
what fortune was told
but I'm here until I'm exorcized
I'm here to be endured
So what will it be
Another boring break-up
Another cheater

know what to say
I'm good!
I'm counting it up fuck a money machine
She tell me be careful I told her it's clean
This life that Im living ain't as bad

rock
What I aint blow a bag for
No longer cook
Uber eats or the dash hoe

Im getting bread
But i dont got no cash though
Hit up the bank
Now look who got

came up without selling my soul
Nigga shit aint free need to pay what you owe
My grandma said stop walking in the house
So I spent a lot of time trapping

me 'bout bodies, don't mean I believe you my nigga (know what's up with you)
If you ever seen me runnin', it was prolly off on the plug
She like,

murder
Got me callin' every lawyer that I ever heard of
Oh, Lord, please, tell me what you see in me
Teary-eyed, they got my baby boy on TMZ
Balled up

gonna make it..  I would made it by now..

Fuck what you thought..

What have you went for ..

Look what you got ..

You can wish all you want..

This

Ayy, check me out, I'm not even a fuckin' rapper
Saweetie goin' fuckin' crazy, Oakland to Sac', what up

'Cause I'm icy, wifey, haters wanna fight me

in the stu, you get jammed after the club
Set up by ya man after given dap & a hug
Thought that it was real he was really holding a grudge
Move out

schemes
We can pull up in three, yeah I know what I need
I just need me a team, but I'm still a teen
You can call me Mr. Clean how I clean up a beat
And I

the lottery
Gotta another flight at noon to see what they are offering

9 am waking up, the maids are here
Got no time to clean the crib when you are an artist

25 to Life

Juvenile

Life [Original Soundtrack]

1999

I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & bentleys
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and dentyne
See what I mean livin' with the scum

Jeep

Joe

And Then...

2003

an AC or windows down
Let's stop by the mall, pick up a thing or two, If you see something you like for free then
Grab it boo
Let's stop by the food court

jabs, punching clocks
Squeaky clean when I'm switching lanes
Wire taps, out here dodging crooked cops

Playin hopscotch
Child play, throwing rocks
Got

that's a hater stunt
Swerving my new mazi
Niggas can't stop me
Niggas hating don't even know nun' bout me
Think I had to much
IDGAF
Gotta keep a blicky by

sun-clean
Hunt around my small town and clean up the streets
Blood all over me and the boots on my feet
I can't forgive all the trauma I've had My mind is