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