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YO GOTTI lyrics : "Bulletproof"

Living like a bulletproof, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.
Living like a bulletproof, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.
Living like a bulletproof, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.


Game $#&@ed up, streets hang on loaded,
Real dope boy and I spend real !@$@ portrait.

!@^%s talking fast, loud about what they gonna do to me,
Fall on my call twice so when you see me, (*##$, you know it's me.
You know I'm living, !@$@, but I'm cruising low collars,

With my pistol in my pocket I'll obey the (*##$ in college,
I'm getting head in my droping, feeling like I'm bulletproof,
Told my !@$@ get your body gone, get yourself a cup or two.

Free the !@$@ mitch and free my !@$@ boost, too,
Tonight I'm in the strip club and do a bit of milf will do.
I'm sick of rap !@$@s, all my strap !@$@s.

Got an AK and a thirty in my truck, !@$@.

Living like a bulletproof, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.

Living like a bulletproof, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.

I'm in some kind of wait, waiting to lead here today,

You call the land of me, #~!!@, I shoot you square in your face.
I give the !@$@s a landing, I put these hoes in their place,
Brilliant new look, they got it, they booty call him a case.

Million cash for the boomer, I dare say go home and wait,
Don't need to talk to no lawyer, boy, hoe, I'm not here today.
You think I come here to play, you watch your head beat and that,

I'm in the streets every day and I've got a hell of a grant.
I will lost in the money, these streets won't dare to hunt it,
I put this rap %#@! on hold, you've got my !@$@s a bundle.

You !@$@'s six feet and under, 'cause they dare play with the king.
Than in this case I'm enormous, see, I stood up for the team.
Never rent on my homes, !@$@s know I'm their homie,

You're feeling bulletproof, !@$@, swear to God you don't want.

Living like a bulletproof, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.

Living like a bulletproof, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.

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