Dj Paul - Comin Clean Rollin Mean lyrics

[Hook/Samples] n***as comin' clean, rollin' mean I'm gettin' 'bout tired of this sh** This that type of sh** that'll make you click To get yo a** in [Verse 1: DJ Paul] Ballin' through my hood, ain't you clean fool Show love finna get stuck up Tell that b**h ain't my thing, sweet black sugar f**in' stang Laid back, Glock tight, full of that Tanqueray When I scope I hope a n***a drop off that cheese I don't wanna hurt nobody unless I gotta click for them keys Mane, let's stick up these h-izz-oe in the h-izz-oe sp-izz-ot G-I-M-I Sum (?) Pistol grip, pistol whip, don't you trip without yo clip my nig If you ain't kinfolk, Deuce double one is what me do Biddy bop me Glock pop on yo chest Unless you brought yo bulletproof I'm jealous, fellas roll too clean I gotta get mine so I'mma take yours Spank me with somethin' (?) f** that, just gonna kick it on in Don't you shout, don't you make no noise I'm down to die for mine all the time Lay yo b**h a** down clown, seventeen rounds I can shoot at yo face, I won't miss, turn on this Infrared got you scared, (?) Paul pluggin' heads Jack be nimble, get jacked so quick Jack with a Jason mask on that b**h Terrifyin' these n***as soul, 666 we like that sh** b*atch [Verse 2: 411] [Hook/Samples] n***as comin' clean, rollin' mean I'm gettin' now tired of this sh** This that type of sh** that'll make you click To get yo a** in