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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 Songtexteand 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 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 Aus Songtexte Mania