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