We are the Killaz that are Proof (Bullet Proof) So everybody come a shot now (Pop Pop) Killaz an army that never lose (Get on up) So realize, we can't be stopped now (Whut!)
Listen mutha fuckaz that are testin' me now Sinna'z to battle it up with the whole damn crowd If ya didn't know, you'll find, I'm Bullet Proof I'm rippin' through ya house I'm tha big bad wolf I'm huffin' an I'm puffin' shots to my chest Adrenaline pumpin' so fuck a muthafuckin' teflon Well back, relax, in fact, fuck that Mishap, car got jacked, now your body So come on to the level of the underground stick around with the Killa Kore sound Me an' my on top, the club is where I'm at Now who do you think Puffy was rounds at? Like I said it before, Blood or Cryp, play that shit you got on that trip, I'm done unloadin' my clip A bang, chicka bang bang bang That's my statement as I let the rain
We are the Killaz that are Bullet (Bullet Proof) So everybody come take a now (Pop Pop) like an army that never lose (Get on up) So realize, that we can't be now (Whut!)
I'm that fuckin' Killa, unstoppable Undroppable, shit, I'm Woof! We the Roof! Dawg, I'm mutha Bulletproof, uh! I'm the Killa that needs no mutha fuckin My seduction is corruption, kill ya husband, bucks'em mutha Ima crush'em no thang, bang (Niggaaa) What? Me? You touch me Let the rain to my brain, no pain I'm invinsible, criminal Insane Ya are subliminal My mutha clip from tha TeK that I grip is full (Ima Shootcha) Tock, bang pop, body flop Watch it flop, my block, my glock, my to a cop Let's rock, hip-hop, I shock, and I'm bulletproof mutha
We are the Killaz are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof) So come take a shot now (Pop Pop) Killaz like an army never lose (Get on up) So realize, we can't be stopped now (Whut!)
Bulletproof, mutha (get yo walk on) you know the way that we roll Bugzee and the Bio Killaz ( C-walk to this) lost control we go Wut you do (get yo walk on) with Killa Kore coming Through We got our vest on, ( c-walk to this) you got yo gone 'cause you aint bulletproof
Wut the Fuck you try to with us for Mutha fucka you be the one with his down on the floor my foot against yo neck, you know I always be packin a TeK and leave yo face a bloody So wut u gonna do. When u fuckin with the killa You we beat your ass blue you see the click come through Bloody body linin the halls When we done, all the wont be commin off the walls
Oh shit, I'm 6 to the chest Why'd I take off my vest could this be another on the ground, starin up at the roof Mutha I aint dying, thought I told you I was Bulletproof
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