Bulletproof

English translation

-Big Frozone. -Ayo, Van Play.

Let's go.

-Ka-ching. -Big Grim Reaper Gang. Uh, let's go.

-Uh. -Uh.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Lil' nigga runnin' his mouth like he bulletproof.

Know I can't argue, boy, deal with them bitches. Them hitters don't go, it gon' cost to get rid of you.

Nigga want smoke 'bout the biz, yeah, he miserable.

F'in on me if he tryna get physical.

Be critical, uh, woah, I ain't wanna do it, this shit 'bout the principle. Woah. They love when I'm swingin' my chain and my signature.

I ain't with the media beef, bust a blemina.

I'ma pull up just to check niggas' temperature. Nigga can't repeat what he said, now he bitchin' up. Bitchin' up. Uh.

I got money and drugs, what the fuck I need feelings for?

Walk in my crib, fell in love with the double cup. Them niggas maggots, we won't let 'em link with us.

Woah.

Send a bitch through my phone, yeah, I call it a kill switch.

Hit like a drape, but this bitch here a kill tick. I need the plug on the drank, where the seals at?

Uh.

Walk out the drive from a thot, now we know where he live at.

Tell him free Dre, we still tryna appeal that. Coke got me nauseous, still might throw a pill back.

Double-aught got me the rugrats. Step on a opp, leave his back where the rug at.

We can't beef if you broke, I'm above that.

Reapers with me, you can still get your soul snatched. In 0-X, I don't know where the hoes at.

Me and Pollack tryna see where them bows at. He wanna beef 'cause he know where his hoe at.

After I fucked -her, she ain't wanna go back. Uh. -Uh.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Lil' nigga runnin' his mouth like he bulletproof.

Know I can't argue, boy, deal with them bitches. Them hitters don't go, it gon' cost to get rid of you.

Nigga want smoke 'bout the biz, yeah, he miserable.

He f'in on me if he tryna get physical.

Be critical, uh, woah, I ain't wanna do it, this shit 'bout the principle. Woah. They love when I'm swingin' my chain and my signature.

I ain't with the media beef, bust a blemina.

I'ma pull up just to check niggas' temperature. Nigga can't repeat what he said, now he bitchin' up. Bitchin' up.

Uh. I got money and drugs, what the fuck I need feelings for?

Walk in my crib, fell in love with the double cup. Them niggas maggots, we won't let 'em link with us.

-Woah. -Bulletproof, double-aught in traffic.

Dragin', pallet to pallet. Draco go with my fashion.

Every gun that I see, I gotta have it. Fanatic attachment to shoot, shoot rapid.

Link up and see who can shoot at the fastest. Accuracy, daiquiri.

Give him shots, shots, shots 'til he start staggerin'. Stumble, light him up, lamp him. Get close, clamp him.

Take his diss song, get him killed, then sample him. Get a nigga wet for free, that's my style.

Make him a famous animal. Ask Lil Quiz how I get by Scott.

When Scott got shot, I was in that car slidin'. Draco firin'.

Nigga, I'm the truth, don't cross that line. Memphis, Tennessee, put it on my back.

Nigga might take it 'fore I'm stayin' intact. Say do me bad, that's if I lack.

If the roles reverse, we don't run nothin' back. Slammer, big show. Nobody wanna get hit like a big hole.

Make him take one for the team. That thot, last thing a nigga had seen, that.

Make a nigga -wish it's a dream, man. -Uh.

-Uh. -Yeah.

-Yeah.

-Lil' nigga runnin' his mouth like he bulletproof. Know I can't argue, boy, deal with them bitches.

Them hitters don't go, it gon' cost to get rid of you.

Nigga want smoke 'bout the biz, yeah, he miserable. He f'in on me if he tryna get physical.

Be critical, uh, woah, I ain't wanna do it, this shit 'bout the principle. Woah.

They love when I'm swingin' my chain and my signature. I ain't with the media beef, bust a blemina.

I'ma pull up just to check niggas' temperature.

Nigga can't repeat what he said, now he bitchin' up. Bitchin' up. Uh.

I got money and drugs, what the fuck I need feelings for? Walk in my crib, fell in love with the double cup.

Them niggas maggots, we won't let 'em link with us. Woah.

BAM.