I'm back to hit these niggas with this real shit
Still keep it a hunnid, who you niggas keep it real with
Telling everything that you see, you want some squeal shit
Keep running your mouth and get your motherf*cking grill split
Forty-five homie, you know I keep it concealed, bitch
I look at you and I see you're not the problem to deal with
And I don't practice gymnastics, but shit, I will flip
Then this case closed, ain't no way you gonna feel this
Know what bullshit am I taking? I leave these niggas shaking
I'ma give these niggas something to dread
Like they Jamaican, all these pussy niggas hating
Faking and perpetrating, pull that laser out and blaze them
Tomorrow they won't awaken, we got problems getting straightened
They got static change the station, I'm about to put an end to this shit
Like constipation, the game is so saturated
This nation is captivated, I'm aggravated, agitated
Man, I hate aberration
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Nigga, I'm an animal, Von Miller wouldn't rush me
It'll be in your best interest not to trust me
Knock your motherf*cking head off, Leave u musty
That means stinking, that's how we talk in the South
I'll take every f*cking diamond out your f*cking mouth
Nigga, I'll take your grill, melt that shit down
Get the money for it, or take it overseas, get it in pounds
I'm a motherf*cking thug nigga, a thug nigga
All we do is walk over you, you just a rug nigga
You sensitive bitch, you need a hug nigga
I'm the type of nigga to show you no love nigga
I'm a grimy, slimy nigga from the gutter
I don't give a f*ck, I will buck a motherf*cker
Buck a motherf*cker, buck a motherf*cker
Enough with the sound effects, you get the pictures
I bust motherf*ckers, and these ain't just threats on the track
This for real, I put my whole neck on the track
I put my life on the line, I trust my life with my nine
I don't know how you feel about your gun, but I love mine
And Imma walk on any street that I want, you ain't stoppin' me
And when you see my ass in person, address me properly
I deserve that respect, I did it before you
That's why when I see your ass, I just ignore you
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
A.B. The Great One - Bulletproof Lyrics
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I'm back to hit these niggas with this real shit
Still keep it a hunnid, who you niggas keep it real with
Telling everything that you see, you want some squeal shit
Keep running your mouth and get your motherf*cking grill split
Forty-five homie, you know I keep it concealed, bitch
I look at you and I see you're not the problem to deal with
And I don't practice gymnastics, but shit, I will flip
Then this case closed, ain't no way you gonna feel this
Know what bullshit am I taking? I leave these niggas shaking
I'ma give these niggas something to dread
Like they Jamaican, all these pussy niggas hating
Faking and perpetrating, pull that laser out and blaze them
Tomorrow they won't awaken, we got problems getting straightened
They got static change the station, I'm about to put an end to this shit
Like constipation, the game is so saturated
This nation is captivated, I'm aggravated, agitated
Man, I hate aberration
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Nigga, I'm an animal, Von Miller wouldn't rush me
It'll be in your best interest not to trust me
Knock your motherf*cking head off, Leave u musty
That means stinking, that's how we talk in the South
I'll take every f*cking diamond out your f*cking mouth
Nigga, I'll take your grill, melt that shit down
Get the money for it, or take it overseas, get it in pounds
I'm a motherf*cking thug nigga, a thug nigga
All we do is walk over you, you just a rug nigga
You sensitive bitch, you need a hug nigga
I'm the type of nigga to show you no love nigga
I'm a grimy, slimy nigga from the gutter
I don't give a f*ck, I will buck a motherf*cker
Buck a motherf*cker, buck a motherf*cker
Enough with the sound effects, you get the pictures
I bust motherf*ckers, and these ain't just threats on the track
This for real, I put my whole neck on the track
I put my life on the line, I trust my life with my nine
I don't know how you feel about your gun, but I love mine
And Imma walk on any street that I want, you ain't stoppin' me
And when you see my ass in person, address me properly
I deserve that respect, I did it before you
That's why when I see your ass, I just ignore you
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Still keep it a hunnid, who you niggas keep it real with
Telling everything that you see, you want some squeal shit
Keep running your mouth and get your motherf*cking grill split
Forty-five homie, you know I keep it concealed, bitch
I look at you and I see you're not the problem to deal with
And I don't practice gymnastics, but shit, I will flip
Then this case closed, ain't no way you gonna feel this
Know what bullshit am I taking? I leave these niggas shaking
I'ma give these niggas something to dread
Like they Jamaican, all these pussy niggas hating
Faking and perpetrating, pull that laser out and blaze them
Tomorrow they won't awaken, we got problems getting straightened
They got static change the station, I'm about to put an end to this shit
Like constipation, the game is so saturated
This nation is captivated, I'm aggravated, agitated
Man, I hate aberration
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Nigga, I'm an animal, Von Miller wouldn't rush me
It'll be in your best interest not to trust me
Knock your motherf*cking head off, Leave u musty
That means stinking, that's how we talk in the South
I'll take every f*cking diamond out your f*cking mouth
Nigga, I'll take your grill, melt that shit down
Get the money for it, or take it overseas, get it in pounds
I'm a motherf*cking thug nigga, a thug nigga
All we do is walk over you, you just a rug nigga
You sensitive bitch, you need a hug nigga
I'm the type of nigga to show you no love nigga
I'm a grimy, slimy nigga from the gutter
I don't give a f*ck, I will buck a motherf*cker
Buck a motherf*cker, buck a motherf*cker
Enough with the sound effects, you get the pictures
I bust motherf*ckers, and these ain't just threats on the track
This for real, I put my whole neck on the track
I put my life on the line, I trust my life with my nine
I don't know how you feel about your gun, but I love mine
And Imma walk on any street that I want, you ain't stoppin' me
And when you see my ass in person, address me properly
I deserve that respect, I did it before you
That's why when I see your ass, I just ignore you
Must be bulletproof, cause these niggas can't touch me
Writer: Dexter Brown
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