CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Bulletproof

In the red we trust

N***a think he bulletproof
I guess Ima have to show em what these f**kin bullets do
(Ya,come on)
Now he on life support and ion think he pulling through
(Tuh baby)
Cuz mama havin flashbacks of all the sh*t he put her through
(Dam)
If you ain't slinging iron dont speak up on my people
(Naw)
Ain't no big dog around here everybody get treated equal
(And thats for real)
You gon spin on gang hit you self wit that needle
(You say Yuh)
You ain't a real hustler you ain't never got eating up by misquotes
(Ye)
I was on that block sellin rock totin Glocks
(I run)
Run from cops shootin the ops makin sh*t hot
(Yup)
And I don't know nothin bout, who got shot, who got rocks
I dont own no property on that street, that is not my block
(Said thats not my block)
You gon rob who
(Who)
N***a you gon get shot
(you gon get shot)
Have yo people bringing flowers out the bin time
I dont know Lil Wayne (uh-uhh)
But I been hot
(It's hot)
Off a fifty pack I was chopping ten rocks
(Chop and get it)
I was on that block selling rocks totin Glocks on my top
But i never gave a f**k about no thot
(Uh-huh)
I just wanna top then im out
I ain't sleeping at you house
(Nuh)
I'm just trinna put my d**k up in yo mouth
(Yeah)
Welcome to the trap we shooting craps
(Uh-huh)
Got that burn all on my lap
If Ion know you n***a then dont try to give me dap
(Yeh)
I'm a real hitter f**k this rap b*t*h I always keep a scrap
(Huh)
I put that gangster music back up on the map