Luyện nghe bài hát Bulletproof Revisited

We are the that are Bullet Proof (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!)

Listen fuckaz that are testin' me right now
Sinna'z 'bout to battle it up with the whole damn
If ya didn't know, you'll find, that I'm Proof
I'm rippin' through ya like I'm tha big bad wolf
I'm huffin' an I'm puffin' takin' to my chest
Adrenaline pumpin' so fuck a teflon vest
Well back, relax, in fact, fuck that
Mishap, car got jacked, now body collapsed
So come on down to the of the underground
Just stick around the Killa Kore sound
Me an' my glock on top, the club is I'm at
Now who do you Puffy was firin' rounds at?
Like I said it before, 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
my statement as I let the bullets rain

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

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

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

Bulletproof, mutha fucka (get yo walk on) you know the way 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 Fuck you try to with us for
Mutha fucka you be the one with his down on the floor
With my 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 know we beat your ass
you see the click come through
Bloody bags linin the halls
When we done, all the blood be commin off the walls

Oh shit, I'm catchin 6 to the
Why'd I off my vest could this be another test
Laying on the ground, starin up at the
Mutha fucka I aint dying, thought I you I was Bulletproof

(Ghost Fleet Lyrics Upon Request)