The world's dangerous group Once again beatin' on mothafuckin' ear drumbs Doin' damage for all you slutty ass ho's
Yo, there was a bitch I on the avenue She was G oh for a nut or two yo I her name was Clara and she was garunteed to give a Muthafucka he needs to be honest she was a hooker So I her - a 100 yards, to the blvd I her "I'll take care o' you, you take care o' me" gott a P I M P and all I want is the money She went to and the nigguz were fiendin' yo She had the ass that you ever seen In fact she was medusa Her fully grown A look and your turns to stone yeah keepin' on mind that she was the kind that would find the time to get she knows I'm not to be fucked with She ain't with dre should be pushin' up daisies She was the perfect ho' but what do you the tried to gag me so - I had to her Yeah, hittin' Now listen up and tell you how I did it yo, I her to the bed I was thinking the worst but yo I had to let my niggaz fuck her first up the 44 yo Then I smoked the ho' 'Cause I'm a nigga, but I guess you figure I was and she thank me coughed to the boss and got One less bitch you gotta worry She's here and that's how it turns out
Now Vikky Vikky, she's very tricky She put her hicky on top of my betsy - she told me she loved me And she wanted to me If she can have the dick with me I I wanted but baby you gotta hold up If I was happy with somethin' I could fold up We can do this - she said her husband was Then I knew I had the yo She wrote a name me a cheque In the name of a who was strugglin' at the same game All I to do was get P-A-I-D Just a little for fuckin' me yo Everything was cool but concerned me Her husband was the District So, he found out he was crossed up 'Bout his I was fuckin' I had to tossed her And put you slick - some nigga forget A dead can't tell a nigga shit One bitch you gotta worry about She's outa here and that's how it out
One less, One less, One less bitch you worry about!
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One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta about!
Thinkin' money, and lookin' at a prostitute The bitch was cute, so now I had to And game like a real nigga a still trigga Convince her to move up to somethin' I I had a flashback though 'Cause I "fuck it" Loped and Choked and Smoked to the ho' this : "Bitch, all about Dre The money money money and all I gotta say" Of course she with me And remained me 'Till the felt lamed and ashamed to be Workin' that shit 'Cause niggaz that she was someone A little later she called 1 In the chest and I knew it was commin' By who and how the all act would be So One less bitch you gotta about But ain't how it turned out..
Yo, there was a named her out and shot her Straight to the Muthafuckin' trigger and "I got her!" But I had plans to give her the blues Like dumpin' her in the river sea net shoes I knew my money was up sho' And the thought that the stupid bitch she'd never get cought home early and straight bust her ass On the couch the other nigga countin' my cash I should've known she was like the motha I told the 2 to take off their clothes Butt naked left but the shoes I had up a 9 so they could'nt I shot the nigga he was there And tied the bitch to the chair Now there's one less I gotta worry about out, that's how it turns out
One less, One less, One bitch you gotta worry about!
One less, One less, One less bitch you worry about!
.... MIX Easy E sayin' :
In - A fool is one who believes that all are ladies A is one who believes that all ladies are bitches, And all are created equal. To me - all bitches are the : Money hungry scandlist ho's that's always riding on a nigga's dick. Always in a nigga's pocket and when the runs out of money the bitch is in the wind. To me :
ALL BITCHES SHIT!
One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta about!
One less, One less, One bitch you gotta worry about! ...