I hit their block nonstop, young
gunnin' all day runnin' to innermeans I'm
the most wanted killin' off
opponents lyrically or wit a glock lookin'
at the clock it's eleven-five on the
dot how could you plot I anticipated every
move way to smooth never slip cause I made
the rules pay my dues and suckas still want
to hate call the blitz and lay 'em down for
the safety lately I've been hearin' thangs
on the street ready for war like Dinero in the
movie Heat I come complete wit the gats and
the ammunitions I open fire and blow away
the competition so pay attention cause I'm
only gonna say it once we baggin' hatas in the
town like free lunch instead of checkin'
me you need to check that bitch cause how I
see it you the only one pussy
whipped
[chorus] only one pussy
whipped only one pussy whipped cause how I
see it nigga you the only one pussy
whipped only one pussy whipped only one
pussy whipped you better think about
cash and bounce on dat ass cause you
the only one pussy whipped only one pussy
whipped cause how I see it nigga you the
only one pussy whipped only one pussy
whipped only one pussy whipped you better
think about cash and bounce on dat
ass
I heard you got an attitude cause I
can get your women in the mood she only
grind just doin' what a hustla do you knew
the school cause she was loose from the
start you only hit her first cause you let
her try to lark mistake two my tape in your
tape deck number three you gave the bitch a
hoe your paycheck so I plotted now me and
baby are milkin' you so sucks game from
dick in album number two recognize the
city for the g that I be instead on hatin'
homeboy learn the game
properly what it's raw and uncut you
fuckin' wit a slut and she's really on my
nuts who set you up so why you
hatin' you should have been paper
chasin' now you want to stalk me like your
name is Jason it ain't Friday and bitch it
ain't the 13th and I'm a gonna have another
hustle about of 15
[chorus]
nonstop
for the '98 on the paper chase better
recognize game or let the murder be the
case all up in your face wit deep dump in
the place Mr. K I double L A choppin' these
niggas like blaze see I throw 'em from the
shoulders like a soldja bout it bout it
like Master P I thought I told ya game
over sideways till the next motherfuckin'
level I hit the ghetto hands on my heavy
metal I see some hatas and their bitches
lookin' my way little did they know I
plotted with their hoes yesterday hit the
freeway I got cash to
get international need blaze, bumpin'
milk-a-bitch schemin' plottin' I know
some niggas off the softer than a cock pretend
to be rock like nothin' but lead to stop
'em get along wit a bitch and it's all over
wit got 'em givin' up the chips because he's
pussy whipped
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