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Letras:Young Buck. Buck Tha World. Clean Up Man.

Aiyyo, you **** done ate long enough
G-Unit, oh

Ay, I'm the clean up man
It ain't too many **** that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin' and the stitches start tellin'
****, 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

What's goin' on with the Unit these days?
Well, I'ma tell you, everybody gettin' paid
And I hear you **** talkin', prayin' on our downfall
Took a couple losses, still we some outlaws

Ya **** still lovin' my swag
We let you **** eat, why the **** 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 ****
Way 'fore the rap game, man, I had this
You don't know about bein' broke
Standin' on the block, **** **** ****, holla

Ay, I'm the clean up man
It ain't too many **** that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin' and the stitches start tellin'
****, 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

Let's sip the 'gnac for a minute
Shawty, you feelin' this, then put your back in it
I'm back in it in a all black fitted
In an all black tinted-up drop top Bentley

Like ay, you know what it is
I got my own jewelry, baby, this ain't none of his
Just holla when you need me
Show a **** 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 **** soldier
They thought it was over, he let me out the cage
So now they got me standin' on this **** stage like

Ay, I'm the clean up man
It ain't too many **** that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin' and the stitches start tellin'
****, 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

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 ****, Head bond, just to get him on the streets
Hope if I get locked up, **** do it for me
Keep the project lights on, payin' everybody bills
All my homies dead, I'm takin' care of everybody 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 **** did miss
I bet you next quarter, I'll be back in this **** like

Ay, I'm the clean up man
It ain't too many **** that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin' and the stitches start tellin'
****, 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

Yes, you know **** out there, nah, nah, hold on
You know some **** out there
Might have thought the Unit was over or some ****
You **** is losin' your **** minds, man

Aiyyo man, I got this [Incomprehensible]
Get the **** out my lane
Yeah, you know, that's why that **** 50
That's why he got his feet kicked up right now
Sha Money, I got you, ****, straight up, so, oh yo
I'm expectin' to be at the awards this year, yeah