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



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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



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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