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
[chorus]
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
