[Verse 1: Ganksta N-I-P]

[Verse 2: ?]

[Hook]
What we gon do about these haters?
Man, I don't trust 'em
What we gon do about these haters?
Man, I can't discuss 'em
What we gon do about these haters?
Ehhh, I won't touch 'em
What we gon do about these haters?
Alright, I'ma bust 'em
What we gon do about these haters?
The truth? I'ma crush 'em
What we gon do about these haters?
Man, the clan gon rush 'em
What we gon do about these haters?
Just watch the river flush 'em
What we gon do about these haters?
Damn, man, mother fuck 'em

[Verse 3: Murder One]

[Verse 4: K-Rino]
I say hold up, Mudrer One, no need to click until I say blast
Fuck the radio, fuck George Bush, and fuck [Jay Mack?] with his gay ass
Y'all ain't paid no mind to us, straight bomb no time to fuss
Turn that wack-ass rhyme to dust, automatic artillery designed to bust
My versatile arsenal consists of an uncounterable weapon
[Twelve reppin' we let you bring not?]
See I'm a bomb, and you just a slingshot
Your whole clique vowed to never lose a battle I vowed
Got seven females pregnant at a show when I jacked off in the crowd
See this is somethin' for you haters to come and get
Man I told you I do not play that ho shit
Witness K-Rino designed the shit, release a rhyme and quit
Do ten shows and still be back in bed with yo momma in time to hit
[Verse 5: DBX]

[Hook]