Ludacris - Bulletproof Lyrics
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Bulletproof
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What Are The Lyrics For Bulletproof By Ludacris?
(Oh oh oh)
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 your land with guns and AIDS You betta' pray to the most high or who ever you praise 'Cause 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) Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (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 (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 their city's got it This world is chaotic And love is symbolic So life don't get cherished, So 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) Living like we bulletproof (Yeah) We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (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) Living like we bulletproof We (we) bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (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 (We gone die, living) 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 cocking the glock and aim n shoot My future's ever clear 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 weak, not for eternal sleep, But if I die I pray the lord my soul to keep Living like we bulletproof (woo) We (we) bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang) (I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (I say I load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We load it, cock it, aim and shoot) Living like we bulletproof We (we) bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (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 (Oh lawd) Living like we bulletproof |
Who Wrote Bulletproof By Ludacris?
Harry Mikael Sommerdahl, Andreas Michael Carlsson, Paul Stanley
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