The world's most group Once again beatin' on your mothafuckin' ear Doin' much damage for all you slutty ass
Yo, there was a bitch I knew on the She was G oh for a nut or two yo I think her was Clara and she was garunteed to a Muthafucka whatever he needs to be honest she was a hooker So I took her - a 100 yards, to the I told her "I'll take care o' you, you care o' me" You've gott a P I M P and all I is the money She went to work and the were fiendin' yo She had the ass that you ever seen In fact she was like Her tities grown A look and dick turns to stone yeah keepin' on mind that she was the kind that would find the time to get because she knows I'm not to be fucked She crazy fuckin' with dre should be up daisies She was the perfect ho' but do you know the tried to gag me so - I had to her Yeah, straight 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 fuck her first yeah up the 44 yo Then I smoked the ho' I'm a real nigga, but I guess you figure I was soft and she me to the boss and got tossed One less bitch you gotta about outa here and that's how it turns out
Now Vikky Vikky, she's very tricky She put her on top of my dick Sick betsy - she me she loved me And she to keep me If she can have the dick with me I said I wanted but baby you gotta up If I was happy with somethin' that I fold up We can do this - she said her was rich Then I knew I had the yo She wrote a name me a cheque In the name of a bitch who was strugglin' at the same All I wanted to do was get a little somethin' for fuckin' me yo Everything was cool but concerned me Her husband was the District So, before he found out he was 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 less bitch you gotta worry She's outa and that's how it turned out
One less, One less, One bitch you gotta 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 shoot like a real nigga a still trigga Convince her to move up to somethin' I I had a flashback though I said "fuck it" Loped and Choked and to the ho' like this : "Bitch, it's all Dre The money money money and this all I say" Of course she came me And remained me the bitch felt lamed and ashamed to be Workin' that trick 'Cause knew that she was someone A little though she called 1 In the chest and I that it was commin' By who and how the all act would be So One less bitch you worry about But ain't how it turned out..
Yo, was a bitch named her out and shot her Straight to the Muthafuckin' and said "I got her!" But I had better plans to her the blues Like dumpin' her in the river with sea net I knew my was commin' up sho' And the thought that the stupid bitch she'd never get cought Came home early and bust her ass On the couch with the other nigga countin' my I should've known she was the motha ho's I told the 2 to take off their clothes Butt naked nothin' but the shoes I had up a 9 so could'nt refuse I shot the nigga he was outa And tied the bitch to the chair Now there's one less I gotta worry about Everybody out, how it turns out
One less, One less, One bitch you gotta worry about!
One less, One less, One less bitch you gotta about!
.... MIX with E sayin' :
In - A fool is one who believes that all women are A nigga is one who believes that all are bitches, And all are created equal. To me - all are the same : Money hungry scandlist groopy ho's that's riding on a nigga's dick. Always in a nigga's pocket and when the nigga out of money the bitch is in the wind. To me :
ALL AIN'T SHIT!
One less, One less, One bitch you gotta worry about!
One less, One less, One bitch you gotta worry about! ...