[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 n***as
You fuckin' with some killas (Killas)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist n***as (Hey)

[Verse 1: Lil Jon & Elephant Man]
I wish a motherfucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
N***a I feel like startin' some shit
And I might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass n***a like you, n***a fuck ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (yeah!)
Ya'll pussy-ass n***as 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 n***as 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 n***a 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 n***as
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist n***as

[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
Load the clips, lock 'em in
Got a black 45, call it Pac's revenge
I'm a motherfuckin' animal
Lil Jon beat cannibal
Every n***a in Atlanta know
I'm psycho insane about my cash
They can re-open Alcatraz
And sentence me to life without rehabilitation
Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger, n***a 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 n***as
You fuckin' with some killas (Come on)
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist n***as

[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
Lightweights stay on MySpace
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'ma dome 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 n***as
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin' realist n***as