Lil Jon — Killas

[Intro: Elephant Man] Kaboom! Elephant Man! (It's gonna be a massacre) Lil Jon! Murder di bwoy! (Get the choplin) Ice Cube! Get the 'K! Game, dem think we a play? [Pre-Chorus: Elephant Man & Lil Jon] Kill off dem bumboclaat! A wha' the pussyclaat do dem? All when dem run off of the Earth, we still a look fi dem It's gonna be a massacre anyweh we see dem The whole bumboclaaat full clip we a go give dem (Hey, hey!) Dem fi know! [Chorus: Lil Jon & Elephant Man] You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets) You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas (Killas) You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas (Hey) [Verse 1: Lil Jon & Elephant Man] I wish a motherfucker would say something Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped Nigga I feel like startin' some shit And I might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass nigga like you, nigga fuck ya Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (yeah!) Ya'll pussy-ass niggas ain't hard Stomp that ass out like a million man march Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump Finger on the trigga, I'm ready to dump Blow a motherfucker, bye bye Point blank range, yeah niggas gon' die (Murder di bwoy!) That's why I never leave the crib without packing my gat Strap on my vest, put on my hat Motherfuckers outta line gettin' laid down flat Imma show you how a real nigga act [Pre-Chorus: Elephant Man & Lil Jon] Kill off dem bumboclaat! A wha' the pussyclaat do dem? All when dem run off of the Earth, we still a look fi dem It's gonna be a massacre anyweh we see dem The whole bumboclaaat full clip we a go give dem (Hey, hey!) Dem fi know! [Chorus: Lil Jon & Elephant Man] You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets) You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas [Verse 2: Game & Elephant Man] It's 3, the hard way Black Lambo, no passengers Black Ski mask, chain saw massacre Cube pass me the AK-47 (Come on) (Blacka) Yellow tape the intersection Loaded clips, lock 'em in Got a black 45, call it Pac's revenge I'm a motherfuckin' animal Lil Jon beat cannibal Every nigga in Atlanta know I'm psycho insane about my cash They can re-open Alcatraz And sentence me the life without rehabilitation Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger, nigga it's my statement Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, right after you catch Osama Tell Mr. Waso, please let Oprah know (Warn dem now) That I won't ever stop sayin' bitch and ho [Pre-Chorus: Elephant Man & Lil Jon] Kill off dem bumboclaat! A wha' the pussyclaat do dem? All when dem run off of the Earth, we still a look fi dem It's gonna be a massacre anyweh we see dem The whole bumboclaaat full clip we a go give dem (Hey, hey!) Dem fi know! [Chorus: Lil Jon & Elephant Man] You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets) You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas (Come on) You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas [Verse 3: Ice Cube & Elephant Man] We run A-Town, we run LA (Show em') Now get down on your motherfuckin' belly Before this AK make you do a ballet It's the nut cracker, I'm the linebacker Three motherfuckers, hard as concrete Y'all motherfuckers soft as Gandhi Pull that thing out, now you a zombie All damn quick you know where I be West side rolling, all day, everyday Got your bitch open, you're fucking with heavyweights Like, weights stay on my space And stay the fuck outta my face (You know!) Ghostwriters I'm on ya' From Atlanta, Georgia to California This shit can't go no longer And when I catch ya, I'm a-don ya [Pre-Chorus: Elephant Man & Lil Jon] Kill off dem bumboclaat! A wha' the pussyclaat do dem? All when dem run off of the Earth, we still a look fi dem It's gonna be a massacre anyweh we see dem The whole bumboclaaat full clip we a go give dem (Hey, hey!) Dem fi know! [Chorus: Lil Jon & Elephant Man] You fuckin' with some killas (Bullets) You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas