N.W.A

N.W.A - One Less Bitch songtekst

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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
 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
 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
 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
 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,
 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
 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!"
 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
 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
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Auteur: Dr. Dre, The D.O.C.

Componist: ?

Publisher: Priority Records, Inc.

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1991

Taal: Engels

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