Lil Jon - k**as lyrics

Hey hey hey, 3 hard motherf**as, 3 hard motherf**as, 3 hard motherf**a That ain't scared of sh** Now let me tell you motherf**as who you f**in' with You f**in' with the k**as You f**in' with the motherf**in' realist n***as You f**in' with some k**as You f**in' with the motherfukin' realist n***as I wish a motherf**er would say something f** around and get your goddamn a** whooped n***a I feel like startin some sh**, And I might just snap the piss, Out a p**y a** n***a like you, n***a f** ya Take a 45 cross the head gun bu*t ya (Yeah!) Y'all p**y-a** n***as ain't hard, Stomp that a** out like a million man march Sawed off shot gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga Ready to dump Blow a motherf**er bye bye Point blank range, yeah n***as gon' die That's why I never leave the crib without packing my gat Strap on my vest, put on my hat. motherf**ers outta line Gettin' laid down flat, I'm a show you how a real n***a act [Chorus] Hey! 3 hard motherf**as 3 hard motherf**as 3 hard motherf**a They ain't scarred of sh** Now let me tell you motherf**as who you f**in' with You f**in' with some k**as You f**in' with the motherf**in' realist n***as You f**in' with some k**as You f**in' with the motherf**in' realist n***as It's 3, The hard way Black Lambo, No pa**engers Black Ski mask, Chain Saw Ma**acre k** 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 motherf**in' animal Lil Jon be canibal Every n***a in Atlanta Know I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open alcatraz And sentenced with a life without rehabilitation f** 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' b**h and hoe Hey! 3 hard motherf**as 3 hard motherf**as 3 hard motherf**a' They ain't scarred of sh** Now let me tell you motherf**as who you f**in' with You f**in' with some k**as You f**in' with the motherf**in' realist n***as You f**in' with some k**as you f**in' with the motherf**in' realist n***as Dirty motherf**as tryin' a clean hip-hop, But it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock If you get popped, your sh** will stop Clostamy bags, for all these f*gs, I don't wanna hear that sh** Hu' Heff's a prince, magic jaun a pimp I learned the word b**h from you, So why can't a n***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 jelous of the hood fellas, Hot dogs make alota relish Remember a world without Hip-hop, Lord used to believe these b**h cops Hey! 3 hard motherf**as 3 hard motherf**as 3 hard motherf**a They ain't scarred of sh** Now let me tell you motherf**as who you f**in' with You f**in' with some k**as You f**in' with the motherf**in' realist n***as You f**in' with some k**as You f**in' with the motherf**in' realist n***as