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Killas - Lil Jon (Feat. Ice Cube, Game, Elephant Man, and Whole Wheat Bread)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Vocals
Whole Wheat Bread
Whole Wheat Bread
Bass
Aaron Abraham
Aaron Abraham
Guitar
Elephant Man
Elephant Man
Vocals
Ice Cube
Ice Cube
Vocals
Joseph Largen
Joseph Largen
Drums
LRoc
LRoc
Keyboards
The Game
The Game
Vocals
Will Frazier
Will Frazier
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
O'Shea Jackson
O'Shea Jackson
Songwriter
William Holmes
William Holmes
Songwriter
Aaron Abraham
Aaron Abraham
Songwriter
Joseph Largen
Joseph Largen
Songwriter
James Phillips
James Phillips
Songwriter
Bryan O'Neil
Bryan O'Neil
Songwriter
J. Taylor
J. Taylor
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
Will Frazier
Will Frazier
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
Mark Vinten
Mark Vinten
Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Neeraj Khajanchi
Neeraj Khajanchi
Assistant Recording Engineer
Christian Delano
Christian Delano
Recording Engineer
Jan Nerud
Jan Nerud
Recording Engineer
Gary Fly
Gary Fly
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brian Summers
Brian Summers
Recording Engineer
Ricardo Stephen
Ricardo Stephen
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dave “dizmix” Lopez
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Hey, hey, hey
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
That ain't scared of shit
Now let me tell you motherfuckers who you fuckin with (Hey, hey)
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist ****
You fuckin' with some killas (Killas)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist **** (Hey)
I wish a motherfucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
**** I feel like startin' some shit
And I might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass **** like you, **** fuck ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (Yeah)
Ya'll pussy-ass **** 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 **** 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
Imma show you how a real **** act (Hey, hey, hey)
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
That ain't scared of shit
Now let me tell you motherfuckers who you fuckin with (Hey, hey)
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist ****
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist ****
It's 3, the hard way
Black Lambo, no passengers
Black Ski mask, chain saw massacre
Cube pass me the AK-47
(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 **** 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, **** it's my statement
Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, right after you catch Osama
Tell Mr. Waso, please let Oprah know
That I won't ever stop sayin' bitch and ho (Hey, hey, hey)
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
That ain't scared of shit
Now let me tell you motherfuckers who you fuckin with (Hey, hey)
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist ****
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist ****
Dirty motherfuckers tryna clean hip-hop
But it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock
If you get popped, your shit will stop
Colostomy bags, for all these fags
I don't wanna hear that shit
Hu Heff's a prince, Magic Juan's a pimp
I learned the word bitch from you, so why can't a **** 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 jealous of the hood fellas, hot dogs make a lot a relish
Remember a world without Hip-hop, Lord used to believe these bitch cops (Hey, hey, hey)
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
Three hard motherfuckers
That ain't scared of shit
Now let me tell you motherfuckers who you fuckin with (Hey, hey)
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist ****
You fuckin' with some killas (killas)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist ****
Written by: Aaron Abraham, James Phillips, Jayceon Taylor, Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith, Joseph Largen, O'Neil Bryan, O'Shea Jackson, The Game, William Holmes
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