Nigga, it's the K to the A to the H

you ain't got no money for me

then get the fuck up outta my face

I got no time to waste

for no domestic charge

and the nigga came so far

to keep his name unscarred

but it's hard

when the bitch is all up your face

threatin' niggas wit their cuz

or a can of mace

I came to lace ya

cause you thinkin' that you all that

I beat ya down with a Eastern baseball bat

because I'm ma release all my frustration

cause they got me on probation

now I'm basein' chocolate cake

wit my niggas at the station

and now you wastin' time on child support

you went through all that shit

and didn't show up in court

you comin' up short

on everythang you do

and every nigga in my crew

got a name for you

so weed bitch you grew

and this kill-a-hoe

til the day that I die

I'm pullin' out nappy weeds

all bitches can fry



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11/5 keep it real

11/5 keep it real

11/5 keep it real

I bet you never heard of a

kill-a-hoe

11/5 keep it real

11/5 keep it real

11/5 keep it real

I bet you never heard of a

kill-a-hoe



well out the military issues from the 442

now if you niggas want some funk

common, we want some too

we hit the club three deep

packin' major heat

representin' kill-a-hoe

drug trippin' in the streets

they want to shut us down

but I be quick to let off hella rounds

good to have them all in the ground

when the glock sounds

there still killin' going in the cold streets

don't even swear about it

shit you see on BET

sucka free

when niggas bangin'

slangin'

nade and cream

runnin' schemes

wit 100 million dolla dreams

I feel sorry for ya hatas on the wrong team

cause it ain't a thang for me

to let the dirty gat sing

cause I bring

the funk to ya town

regulatin' on you

like the g funk sound

I was born to clown

havin' mind in every round

tryin' to get my skrilla on

by the pound

cause I'm hell bound

we keep them trippin' like James Brown

before I go

I got to let the bitches know

that I'm a cock hound

but when told to savin' these hoes

pussy is pussy

nigga stay on your toes

trust me

and be aware of these busta's ridin' dick

cause a bitch is a bitch is a bitch is a biatch

I'm a kill-a-hoe



[chorus]



just imagine if you tryin' to get your creep on

when you park your ride

then you come back outside

nigga it be gone

this type of shit I like to speak on

strap wit a tech and a vest

nigga the beef on

ready to shoot the first thang you see

it's plain to see

you hear the boom

now they inflict the wounds

they blame the streets

the game is deep

cause niggas like to speak on your grip

you slangin' deep

you can't afford to sleep on your shit

cause you like the way she's lookin'

it was warmin' your dick

don't ever let that be the reason

you don't form on the bitch

cause it's the K I double L 8 dash H O E

from the H I double L

sucka free H P nigga