[Intro]
Gyeah
In the motherfucking house
In yo' camp, in yo' motherfucking hood
And wherever the fuck you dwell, nigga
Eiht [?] back in yo' shit for the '95 side
Niggas on tha Run
Lil' Hawk and Bird
And Da-motherfuckin'-Foe
Gyeah

[Verse 1]
I gives a fuck about y'all 'cause I got attitudes portray when I roll around
Gotta get my trip in, gotta pump my clip in
Fool you best beware, black on black
We get our back on, that's how it's going down on here
And I'm the nigga that's gotta get his fucking ends right
Catch a nigga when he's tippin' on that late night
He stops at a light and before he asks a question
I pop in a clip and say "here's the suggestion"
Don't make a move 'cause tonight's the night like Redman
Instead man, be a dead man
"Come on man, we supposed to brothers"
Brothers? Fool, you ain't pop out of my mother, fuck you
Punk ass bitch, now it's on
Put two slugs in yo' fucking dome
Now I look at yo' limp body, and I figure to myself, "One less nigga"

[Chorus]
Gyeah, nigga (One less nigga)
Ba-dah-dump (One less nigga, gyeah)
Compton (One less nigga, gyeah)

[Verse 2]
Situation looking sticky
When I jump out wearin' a t-shirt and some Dickies
Oh gyeah, you better be duckin' 'cause these bullets is sure gon' float
Nine holes in yo' tore up [?]
Don't be dumpin' down my block 'cause yo' little speedy mobile will get tore up with the motherfuckin' block
It's like survival, but niggas that's fuckin' around with this killer will be dead on arrival
So call me a devil 'cause I kill more niggas than the KKK, on another level
On my own color that I'm dumpin'
'Cause a nigga don't give a fuck about nothin'
Gyeah, this ain't the Malcom and Martin days
'Cause a nigga on the motherfuckin' streets and I gots to get my rent paid
So I pop him, and I drop him, and I figure to myself, "One less nigga"

[Chorus]
Gyeah (One less nigga)
The Glock goes ba-dah-dump (One less nigga)
Uh (One less nigga)
Gyeah (One less nigga)
And all my niggas in the [?]
The Glock goes ba-dah-dump (One less nigga)
Gyeah

[Verse 3]
I'm hearin' a rumor that niggas on my tip
But I pay it no mind, pack my nine and steady dip
Tryna go hit up with a crazy nigga
You must be smoked out, gon' get yo' throat because I'm locced out
I peel more caps than Billy and Jesse
I'm the nigga that's smoking up in the club leavin' the whole scene messy
You definitely gon' get beat
I'm that nigga that's smokin' up in the cloud from across the street
Now it's a fight to the death
You and yo' crew against me and my crew until nobody's left
Not giving a fuck if I catch two
I take two, I [?]
I thought you knew fool
You lay dead in the street
I lay on my back so I retire from the fuckin' crossfire
Down on my luck, yellin' out, "I don't give a mad fuck!"
Gyeah, two less niggas

[Chorus]
And that's all what's goin' down, you know what I'm sayin'? (One less nigga)
Uh, nigga
Your best to watch yo' motherfuckin' back (One less nigga)
'Cause we packin', you know what I'm sayin'?
For the '95 side
And it's just a little taste for that bitch-ass fool (One less nigga)
Nigga
Watch yourself (One less nigga)
Eiht [?] still [?], nigga
One less nigga