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Gambino Family - Clean Sweep lyrics
[Gotti talking] Here's another dedication To all you crooked ass badges out there I want you to ask yourself "Do you really wanna fuck wit' me?" [chorus] 2X It's a sweep to all my niggas pack your heats on tha streets Hard times got these cops wit' beef, remember me [Gotti] It's a sweep muthafucka, pack your heats on tha streets I never gave a fuck about tha crooked ass police You fake badge wearin' cowards wanna fuck wit' me Instead of yellin' out peace and niggas still ain't free Who's to blame for my fuckin' broken family Uncle Sam never did a damn thing for me But turn my father to a muthafuckin' dope fiend And it's plain and see The government they got plans for me It's a penitentary Preachers, they usually see another felony I rather die wit' my glock n my hand Then let them bastard ass judges lock me up again I know I'm livin' a sin But it's all that was given N this world of breed I take a hit of the weed So all my niggas won't you breed wit' me Keep your eyes open nigga, don't fall asleep It's a clean sweep cuz these cops got beef chorus 2X [Melichoir] It's a clean sweep muthafuckas Don't get caught n this game These fuckin' laws premeditatin' wit' them pistols on name I been cursed wit' what it was worth so I'm cockin' back my uzi Fuck it, I rather bust before I let these bitches do me A clean sweep Fuck you gettin' these blacks up out tha streets Talkin' 'bout stop the violence when y'all steady pushin' heat Our government is goin' sour Everybody want the power So watch your back my niggas, they down' to y'all every hour [Reginelli] Let it be know, Tuesdays and Thursdays a clean sweep You gotta be careful not to get caught n tha city streets The FEDz The N.O.P.D's Wanna lock every hustla up and throw away the keys It's hard to stop hustlin' when you know you doin' bad You wanna hop n that fast lane, and spend you some cash A few of my homies put n tha cell for life And finally a second chance, so they can think twice A nigga can't even watch or shoot dice for fun Here come the police now, a nigga gotta run Sometimes I fear I'm trapped n a white world It's hard for a black person to make up a bundle sell The government taxin', the police is hatin' Everywhere that a nigga go, I feel it was satan Maybe it's time for me to get off tha city streets Before the law fuckin' go off, A CLEAN SWEEP chours 4X [Pheno] It's a clean sweep For niggas like me that's totin' heat I play the game for keeps Til' I'm buried 6 feet Crooked police They usin' up my name n vein Hate to see a nigga ballin' worldwide n this rap game Who to blame For them niggas disappear doin' 20 years Wit' the president, open your eyes and ears To this shit that's goin' on n my community There's never unity Until my niggas is free The penitentary for the muthafuckas like me That was swept off his feet n this white man's society Pushin' dope's the only way to survive Government put that shit here so we can live or die Killed to cry I wonder why niggas stay high Runnin' the streets, these muthafuckas fuckin' wit' me Why must it be You never wanna put me n the clean sweep They wanna put me n the clean sweep chorus 4X |
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