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
 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