Luyện nghe bài hát Bulletproof Revisited

We are the Killaz are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof)
So everybody come take a now (Pop Pop)
Killaz like an army that never (Get on up)
So realize, we can't be stopped now (Whut!)

Listen mutha fuckaz that are testin' me now
Sinna'z 'bout to battle it up with the damn crowd
If ya didn't know, you'll find, that I'm Proof
I'm rippin' ya house like I'm tha big bad wolf
I'm huffin' an I'm puffin' takin' shots to my
Adrenaline so fuck a muthafuckin' teflon vest
Well step back, relax, in fact, fuck
Mishap, car got jacked, now your body
So come on down to the of the underground
Just stick around with the Killa sound
Me an' my glock on top, the is where I'm at
Now who do you think Puffy was firin' at?
Like I it before, Blood or Cryp, don't play that shit
Before you got on that trip, I'm done unloadin' my
A pop-pop-pop bang, chicka bang bang
That's my as I let the bullets rain

We are the Killaz are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof)
So come take a shot now (Pop Pop)
like an army that never lose (Get on up)
So realize, we can't be stopped now (Whut!)

I'm mutha fuckin' Killa, unstoppable
Undroppable, shit, I'm
Woof! We the Roof!
Dawg, I'm mutha Bulletproof, uh!
I'm the Killa needs no mutha fuckin introduction
My seduction is corruption, kill ya husband, mutha fucks'em
Ima crush'em no thang, bang
(Niggaaa) What? Me?
You can't me
Let the bullets to my brain, no pain
I'm invinsible, Sinical criminal
Ya are subliminal
My mutha fuckin clip from tha TeK that I grip is
(Ima Shootcha)
Tick Tock, pop, body flop
it flop, my block, my glock, my shot to a cop
Let's rock, hip-hop, I shock, and I'm mutha fucka

We are the Killaz that are Proof (Bullet Proof)
So everybody take a shot now (Pop Pop)
Killaz like an that never lose (Get on up)
So realize, that we be stopped now (Whut!)

Bulletproof, fucka (get yo walk on) you know the way that we roll
Bugzee and the Bio Killaz ( C-walk to this) lost here we go
Wut you gonna do (get yo walk on) Killa Kore coming Through
We got our vest on, ( c-walk to this) you got yo chest gone 'cause you aint

Wut the you try to play with us for
Mutha fucka you be the one with his face down on the
With my foot against yo neck, you know I be packin a TeK
and leave yo a bloody mess
So wut u gonna do. When u with the killa crew
You we beat your ass blue
When you see the click come
Bloody body bags the halls
When we done, all the blood wont be off the walls

Oh shit, I'm 6 to the chest
I take off my vest could this be another test
Laying on the ground, up at the roof
Mutha fucka I aint dying, I told you I was Bulletproof

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