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gucci mane - mr. clean, the middle man (intro) lyrics

[verse]
i’m thinkin’ back when a n-gga got his first car
“how you get that? you ain’t even have a job”
fight about that, and don’t worry ’bout that
it’s the same way that a n-gga got his first charge
thinkin’ way back so i’m thinkin’ real hard
sellin’ hard hard at econo lodge
bought my first pistol and i knocked my first broad
first n-gga run up, head get knocked off
bought a .38 just in case sh-t pop off
like a ‘vert’, i’ma take your top off
brick squad ceo, b-tch i’m a mob boss
.44 bulldog, million dollar drop off
if i ever get this drop i’ma start l!ckin’ shots
tell the cops i’m just another n-gga from the block
you can gamble with your life like a lady at the slots
you can plot ’til you pop and your clock get stopped
you were flexin’ what you got, now your head got a dot
you’re the n-gga in the paper that they’re readin’ about
police still ain’t connected the dots
drug [?] cause i left a nina at the house
take me to the safe cause i’m cleanin’ it out
hundred bricks what i’ve been dreamin’ about
slap you with the [?], see the blood and the snot
laced up ’til your hands tied in a knot

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