King Von - Think I'm A Hoe Lyrics

(Haha, haha)
(DJ on the beat so it’s a banger)

[Chorus]
This nigga must think I’m a ho (Think I’m a ho)
This nigga must think I’m a bitch (Oh, you think I’m a bitch?)
I’ma hawk that man down when I see him (Wait ’til I see him)
Boy, I’ma give his ass this clip (Whole clip)
This nigga must think I’m a ho (Think I’m a ho)
This nigga must think I’m a bitch (Oh, you think I’m a bitch?)
I’ma hawk that man down when I see him (Wait ’til I see him)
Boy, I’ma give his ass this clip (Boom, boom)

[Verse 1]
Broad day, pipes out (Pipes out)
It be bustin’ on the block, so we gotta keep the pipes out (Gotta keep ’em out)
Pull up right now (Right now)
Just an opp on the phone (Huh?), talk about he wanna fight now (He wanna what?)
Slow down, first off, free BiteDown (Free BiteDown)
Second off, boy, you know we don’t fight now (Know we don’t fight)
The last niggas, boy, you know they got knocked (Boy, you know they got)
And you was with ’em too, but I know you don’t move now (Boom, boom, boom)

See, it started at lil’ folks crib
We got guns in this bitch, boy, you know how it get (Boy, you know how it get)
We gettin’ busy, used to pop out dips (What?)
Used to blow nigga down, then pop back in (Boom, boom, boom)
Two hit, one dead, that’s money (That’s money)
He ran, got caught up the one-way (Up the one way)
Lil’ niggas do hits on Sunday, keep a straight face (Huh? What? Boom)
King Von love that gun play (Boom, boom, boom)

[Verse 2]
Heads up, don’t snooze (Don’t snooze)
Same niggas playin’ tough, same niggas on the news (Put them on the news)
Rob me, who you? (Who you?)
If a nigga up a gun, then that nigga better shoot (Nah, nah, nigga better shoot)
Wild animal, I be in the zoo (I’ll be in the zoo)
Double homicides, boy, I got a few (Boy, I got a few)
Your homie got killed and you ain’t gotta clue (Huh? What? Damn, damn)
Do the same shit to him, do the same shit to you (Boom, boom)
It’s a war outside (War)

Black men die (Damn)
Riots, police sirens, put our difference aside (Yeah)
And stand side by side, you know I’ma ride
Fuck 12, police ain’t killin’ me (They killin’ me)
And we can bet that your man ain’t as real as me (He ain’t as real as me)
On the beat or the streets, I be killin’ shit (I be killin’ shit)
And I ain’t got no feelings, bitch, you don’t wanna witness this (Boom, boom)