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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Bulletproof (CM7 |
| Album: | Yo Gotti | Genres: | Urban |
| Year: | 2006 |
Length: | 273 sec |
Lyrics:
Load it, cock it, aim and shoot We load it, cock it, aim and shoot Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Said we living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Game fucked up, streets ain't got loyalty Real dope boy, and I spit real nigga poetry Niggas talkin' foul, loud, 'bout what they gon' do to me Bought all my cars white so when you see me, bitch you know it's me North Memphis nigga but I'm cruisin' down Collins With my pistol in my pocket, a lil' bad bitch from college I'm getting head in my drophead, feeling like I'm bulletproof 'Fore my niggas catch a body, gon' and get yourself a coupe or two Free that nigga Meech, and free my nigga Boosie too Tonight I'm in the strip club, and do what BMF would do I'm sick of rap niggas, where my strap, niggas? Got an AK and a 38 in my trap, niggas Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Said we living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot I'm feeling some kind of way, ready to leave here today You cross that line with me pussy, I shoot you square in your face I keep these niggas in line and I put these hoes in they place Breaking news, 'look at Gotti, that boy just caught him a case' Million cash for the bond, but I got that sac on the way Don't need to talk to a lawyer, boy, I'm gettin' out here today You think I come here to play, then you out your rabid ass mind I'm in the streets everyday, and I got a hell of a grind I was lost in the money, these streets was dying of hunger I put this rap shit on hold and went got my niggas a bundle Niggas six feet and under, 'cause they was playin' with the king That last case I wasn't on the scene, I stood up for the team Never rat on my homies, niggas know I'm big homie You feelin bulletproof nigga? Swear to God, you don't want it, nah Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Said we living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot This that shit they been waitin' on nigga CM7: The World Is Yours, young nigga Whatchu gon' do with it? Huh Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Said we living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot
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