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lirik lagu killas – lil jon


(feat. the game, elephant man, ice cube, whole wheat bread)

hey hey hey, 3 hard m*th* f*ckas, 3 hard m*th* f*ckas, 3 hard mutha f*cka
that ain’t scared of sh*t
now let me tell you m*th* f*ckas who you f*ckin with
you f*ckin with the killas
you f*ckin with the m*th* f*ckin realist n*gg*s
you f*ckin with some killas
you f*ckin with the m*th* f*kin realist n*gg*s

[lil jon:]
i wish a m*th* f*cker would say something
f*ck around and get your godd*mn *ss whooped
n*gg* i feel like startin some sh*t,
and i might just snap the p*ss, out a p*ssy *ss n*gg* like you, n*gg* f*ck ya
take a 45 cross the head gun b*tt ya (yeah!)
ya’ll p*ssy-*ss n*gg*s ain’t hard, stomp that *ss out like a million man march
sawed off shot gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga
ready to dump
blow a m*th* f*cker bye bye
point blank range, yeah n*gg*s gon’ die
that’s why i never leave the crib without packing my gat
strap on my vest, put on my hat. mutha f*ckers outta line
gettin laid down flat, i’m a show you how a real n*gg* act

[chorus:]
hey! 3 hard m*th* f*ckas
3 hard m*th* f*ckas
3 hard m*th* f*cka
they ain’t scarred of sh*t
now let me tell you m*th* f*ckas who you f*ckin with
you f*ckin with some killas
you f*ckin with the m*th* f*ckin realist n*gg*s
you f*ckin with some killas
you f*ckin with the m*th* f*ckin realist n*gg*s

[the game:]
it’s 3, the hard way
black lambo, no p*ssengers
black ski mask, chain saw m*ssacre
kill fast with the ak-four 7
(blacka) yellow tape the intersection
loaded clips, lock ’em in
got a black four five
call it pac’s revenge
i’m a m*th* f*ckin animal
lil jon be canibal
every n*gg* in atlanta know
i’m psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open alcatraz
and sentance with a life without rehabillitaion
f*ck governor schwarzenegger
it’s my statment
dear mr. president barack obama, righ after you catch osama, tell mr. waso
please let oprah know that i won’t ever stop sayin b*tch and hoe

[chorus:]
hey! 3 hard m*th* f*ckas
3 hard m*th* f*ckas
3 hard m*th* f*cka
they ain’t scarred of sh*t
now let me tell you m*th* f*ckas who you f*ckin with
you f*ckin with some killas
you f*ckin with the m*th* f*ckin realist n*gg*s
you f*ckin with some killas you f*ckin with the m*th* f*ckin realist n*gg*s

[ice cube:]
dirty mutha f*ckas tryina clean hip-hop, but it don’t stop, like l.a grid lock
if you get popped, your sh*t will stop
clostamy bags, for all these f*gs, i don’t wanna hear that sh*t
hu heff’s a prince, magic jaun a pimp
i learned the word b*tch from you, so why can’t a n*gg* get rich from you
these are english words
scarred to be used by geeks and nerds,
mad cause i flip these verbs and pull that phantom away from the curb
i think they jelous of the hood fellas, hot dogs make alota relish
remember a world without
hip-hop, lord used to believe these b*tch cops

[chorus:]
hey! 3 hard m*th* f*ckas
3 hard m*th* f*ckas
3 hard m*th* f*cka
they ain’t scarred of sh*t
now let me tell you m*th* f*ckas who you f*ckin with
you f*ckin with some killas
you f*ckin with the m*th* f*ckin realist n*gg*s
you f*ckin with some killas
you f*ckin with the m*th* f*ckin realist n*gg*s


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