[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
Hardcore [bad word]  homie, I don't play around
Ain't [bad word] sweet bout the peach this Atlanta, clown
Home of the dealers and the strippers and the clubs, though
Catch [bad word] out that Magic City with a snub, ho
Lurking in the club on tourist [bad word] [bad word] to Atlanta -- up your jewelry, [bad word] 
These monkey niggas looking for some Luda and Jermaine
And all a [bad word] found was [bad word] and some pain
Pow, [bad word]  [bad word] up off the chain
Pow, [bad word]  pow! One off in the brain
We some money-hungry wolves, and we down to eat the rich
Your bodyguard ain't [bad word]  we strip him like a stripper [bad word] These real [bad word] killers move in silence with violence
The minute it set off, we the [bad word] wildest
How you from Atlanta that they never speak upon
Where everybody got a sack of dope and a gun

[Hook: Trouble]
And you know just how it go
We ain't playing round with that [bad word] [bad word]  we ain't let that [bad word] go
When [bad word] here, you [bad word] correct
This real [bad word]  you gotta show respect

[Verse 2: Bun B]
Once upon a time in the projects
An O.G. saw a young Bun as a prospect
Thought that I would understand the streets from a very young age
So he opened up the code to the front page
He sat me on the porch, said, "This where little dogs sit"
Pointed at the yard, said, "That's where big dogs [bad word] 
He said, "Don't leave til your [bad word] get growed
And [bad word] back til your [bad word] get throwed
Whatever you want is whatever you can have
Bring the pain and leave em wet, like they soaking in some salve
When you step out on the ave, make sure they wanna see ya
Cause being trill is an onomatopoeia
Be about it like a G, a hater wanna catch you slipping
Try to be a Jordan, but settle for a Pippen"
Player, I ain't even tripping, but I don't really care
Cause my pistol's in your face, so put your hands in the air

[Hook]
And you know just how it go
We ain't playing round with that [bad word] [bad word]  we ain't let that [bad word] go
When [bad word] here, you [bad word] correct
This real [bad word]  you gotta show respect

[Verse 3: T.I.]
In a six, I'm riding with a pistol grip, banana clip
From Simpson Road to Adamsville, I'm repping this Atlanta [bad word] [bad word] trying to handle up, let's see can they handle this
hundred round at em, that ain't no Louisiana [bad word] Drinking on that Hennessey, blowing on that cannabis
Amerikkka's nightmare, trap [bad word] fantasy
record full of felonies, searching for a better me
But choppers go off in my hood like Iraq, Cuba, Tel Aviv
Pretty [bad word]  let him be -- [bad word] him, shorty
Sucker [bad word] I'll never be, don't give a [bad word] about it
Quick to round up on that Audi, make em get the [bad word] up out it [bad word] better be about it, he deserve it he allow it
What's a coward to a kamikaze?
He ain't robbed a man, ain't predator or prey; the law of nature where I stay
I catch you slipping with that K, ain't no illusion, no confusion [bad word] up off that cake and all that jewelry or you're snoozing

[Hook]
And you know just how it go
We ain't playing round with that [bad word] [bad word]  we ain't let that [bad word] go
When [bad word] here, you [bad word] correct
This real [bad word]  you gotta show respect

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
Wha-da-da-dang, wha-da-da-da-da-dang
Listen to my clip before that five go bang
Bang bang, Grindtime, rap game
We the readers of the books and the leaders of the crooks
Predators, we eyeballing all of y'all lames
Let me fall off, I'm taking all of y'all chains
All of y'all watches and all of y'all cars
Well, who you talking to? All of y'all stars
All of y'all rappers and producers and such
No homo promo, homie, you might get your [bad word] touched
Like Def Jam circa