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