The world's most dangerous group
Once again beatin' on your motherf**ing ear drumbs
Doin' much damage for all you s*utty a** ho's
Yo, there was a b**h 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 guaranteed to give a motherf**er 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 n***as were fiendin' yo
She had the biggest a** that you ever seen
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 f**ed with
She ain't crazy
f**in' with Dre should be pushin' up daisies
She was the perfect ho' but what do you know
The b**h tried to gag me
So, I had to k** her
Yeah, straight hittin'
Now listen up and lemme tell you how I did it
Yo, I tied her to the bed
I was thinking the worst but yo I had to let my n***as f** her first yeah
Loaded up the 44 yo
Then I straight smoked the ho'
'Cause I'm a real n***a, but I guess you figure
I was soft and she thank me
Coughed to the boss and got tossed
One less b**h you gotta worry about
She's outta 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
If only she can have the dick with me
I said I wanted but baby you gotta hold up
If I was happy with something that I could fold up
We can do this, she said her husband was rich
Then I knew I had the b**h
Yo She wrote a check name me a check
In the name of a b**h who was strugglin' at the same game
All I wanted to do was get P-A-I-D
Just a little somethin' for f**in' 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 b**h I was f**in' I had to tossed her
And put you slick, some n***a never forget
A dead b**h can't tell a n***a sh**
One less b**h you gotta worry about
She's outta here and that's how it turned out
One less,
One less,
One less b**h you gotta worry about!
(Muthaf**in' right!)
One less,
One less,
One less b**h you gotta worry about!
Thinkin' about money, and lookin' at a prostitute
The b**h was cute, so now I had to execute
And shoot game like a real n***a
With a still trigga
Convince her to move up to somethin' bigga
I think I had a flashback though
'Cause I said "f** it"
Loped and Choked and Smoked to the ho' like this :
"b**h, it's all about Dre
The money money money and this all I gotta say"
Of course she came with me
And remained with me
'Till the b**h felt lamed and ashamed to be
Workin' that trick sh**
'Cause n***as 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 b**h you gotta worry about
But that ain't how it turned out
Yo, there was a b**h named her out and shot her
Straight to the motherf**ing trigger and said "I got her!"
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 comin' up sho'
And the thought that the stupid b**h thought she'd never get cought
Came home early and straight bust her a**
On the couch with the other n***a countin' my cash
I should've known she was like the mother ho's
I told the 2 motherf**ers to take off their clothes
bu*t naked nothin' left but the shoes
I had up a 9 so they couldn't refuse
I shot the n***a he was outa there
And tied the b**h to the Muthaf**in' chair
Now there's one less b**h I gotta worry about
Everybody out, that's how it turns out
One less,
One less,
One less b**h you gotta worry about!
One less,
One less,
One less b**h you gotta worry about!
In reality
A fool is one who believes that all women are ladies
A n***a is one who believes that all ladies are b**hes,
And all b**hes are created equal.
To me, all b**hes are the same,
Money hungry scandlist groopy ho's that's always riding on a n***a's dick.
Always in a n***a's pocket and when the n***a runs out of money
The b**h is gone in the wind.
To me
All b**hes ain't sh**!
One less,
One less,
One less b**h you gotta worry about!
One less,
One less,
One less b**h you gotta worry about!