Bulletproof (feat. Raheem DeVaughn)

Ludacris

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    [Raheem]
    Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot
    Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot

    Living like we bulletproof
    We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot
    Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot

    Some will die over oil kill over land
    Charge you for taxes and Blame Uncle Sam
    Read you your rights and charge you for nothing
    Now who's really gangsta
    And tell me who's frontin

    Murder your sons, ravage your daughters
    Here overseas and across the waters
    Tanks and missiles, bombs and grenades
    Inject the land with guns and aids

    You better pray to the most high or who ever you praise
    Politicians can't help you they puppets to slaves
    Trying to get paid and you are too
    Whatcha gone do when the gun is pointed at you
    Like bank robbers

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    [Chorus]
    Living like we bulletproof
    We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    We load it, cock it, aim and shoot
    (load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
    We load it, cock it, aim and shoot
    (We gone die)
    Living like we bulletproof
    We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    (I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot
    (load it, cock it, aim and shoot)
    Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot

    Hey world

    Get you a paper turn on the news
    Ride through the hood I witness the blues
    How can you ignore it it's easy to spot it
    A trap house, a liquor store and your city's got it
    And my city's got it, and they city's got it
    This world is chaotic and love is symbolic
    So life don't get cherished, and our babies perish
    And your babies perish now tell me who's careless
    Now who should I pray to what should I pray for
    You can't pay the preacher for your redemption
    I know where we're headed, I already read it
    The good book done said it
    Like cowboys and Indians, we just

    [Chorus]

    (We gone die, living)

    [Ludacris]
    Luda! they say tomorrow's not promised today
    But today I promise if we don't make our own way
    Somebody'll take it from us
    Snatch it like rats to cheese
    So, lord help me please cause I rather die
    on my feet than to live on my knees
    Living like I'm bulletproof
    Xocking the glock and aim n shoot
    My future's ever clear a 180 proof
    So I open the bottle then swallow my pride
    And drink the pain away
    I take shots and just lay up then fade away
    Dreaming of betta days dreaming of betta pay
    But we got our work cut out for us so we betta pray
    Pray to uphold the week, not for eternal sleep
    But if I die I pray the lord my soul to keep

    [Chorus]

    (Oh lord)

    Living like we bulletproof

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