Still Ridin' Clean - Clean Album Version

Still ridin clean, makin cheese, and gettin my dick sucked

Still makin cheese, ridin clean, and gettin my dick sucked

I swear I'm going through a thang but I gotta snap back

Give it all to God its tha pistol but tha crack back

Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap

Dealin wit this mob lice watchin studio phone tapped

You best believe that I could see it from a mile away

Thought that my girl was down sleepin wit tha enemy

Tha streets are dangerous I could be dead anyday

That's why I'm ridin wit my dog smokin plenty hay

Thi shit contagious doin dope and its killin me

Even though I know I hit tha snow is you feelin me

I'm lookin good twenty-three's on that flippin paint

Them twelve golds in my mouth makin these bitches faint

Now can't a nigga see I ain't got no time for games

I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat thang

But fuck dat one of my young niggas'll take tha charge

I'm stackin loot muthafuck lookin behind some bars

Out slangin brickas tha project nigga row-a

A playa that's fa show-a I'm chargin a hoe-a

You weak niggas know-a you step and I fire

Yo life will expire you need to retire

Yo bitch call me sire she flat like a tire

Shot nut in her eye-a on that I don't lie-a

Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame

I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain

I'm out dodgin felonies and fuck dat coke

Cause a nigga lovin these streets and that's of course

Mane I hate to see tha judge face and that's fa sho

Prayin that he'll drop the charge and let me go

Cause I like smokin good green Motel-io

Stick my dick in a hoe'