Killas

Hey hey hey, 3 hard motherfuckas, 3 hard motherfuckas, 3 hard motherfucka That ain't scared of shit Now let me tell you motherfuckas who you fuckin' with You fuckin' with the killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfukin' realist niggas 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!) Y'all pussy-ass niggas ain't hard, Stomp that ass out like a million man march Sawed off shot gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga Ready to dump Blow a motherfucker bye bye Point blank range, yeah niggas gon' die 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, I'm a show you how a real nigga act [Chorus] Hey! 3 hard motherfuckas 3 hard motherfuckas 3 hard motherfucka They ain't scarred of shit Now let me tell you motherfuckas who you fuckin' with You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas It's 3, The hard way Black Lambo, No passengers Black Ski mask, Chain Saw Massacre 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 motherfuckin' animal Lil Jon be canibal Every nigga in Atlanta Know I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open alcatraz And sentenced with a life without rehabilitation Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger It's my statement Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you catch Osama, Tell Mr. Waso Please let Oprah know that I won't ever stop sayin' bitch and hoe Hey! 3 hard motherfuckas 3 hard motherfuckas 3 hard motherfucka' They ain't scarred of shit Now let me tell you motherfuckas who you fuckin' with You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas you fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas Dirty motherfuckas tryin' a clean hip-hop, But it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock If you get popped, your shit will stop Clostamy bags, for all these fags, I don't wanna hear that shit Hu' Heff's a prince, magic jaun a pimp I learned the word bitch from you, So why can't a nigga 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 bitch cops Hey! 3 hard motherfuckas 3 hard motherfuckas 3 hard motherfucka They ain't scarred of shit Now let me tell you motherfuckas who you fuckin' with You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas You fuckin' with some killas You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist niggas