Skilla Baby - Bulletproof Lyrics

(MIA JAY C) ha
Nah, for real
(I hear you, JAY C) ha

I get niggas hit, if you rich, send a blitz
Nigga, quit talkin' shit, bitch, get in the mix
I can show a nigga how to get rich with a split
Turn a nick' to a brick, lil' bitch, I'm the shit
Been lit since a jit, keep blicks in the whip
Think he beefin' with his granny, he got hit with a switch
Lawyer on speed dial, take a hit, then repent
We take shit to trial 'cause we get shit dismissed
I'm the man in my city, I don't think these niggas hear me
Not guilty, I just seen my young nigga on the jury
Niggas fear me, kill him with my eyes closed, Blind Fury
F*ck the beef, if you tryna get some money, come get near me
I'm a young money gettin' nigga from the West Side
Put a switch on my Glock, it shoot like a TEC-9
I got ice water on my chest, ooh, I'm blessed, God
You don't wanna stand next to me with no SI's
I get two hundred on a test trial 'cause I'm tied in
I get brrp from the bird man, he gon' fly 'em in
Tried to kill his ass, he told on me, let me try again
Told the hook I don't know what happened, I'll lie again
Get niggas smacked, I got blicks big as Shaq
I'm still in the trenches tryna get rid of sack
Pull up to the BP in BP with a strap
Micro with the kickback, I call this bitch, "Midget Mac"
I'm with a bad bitch, pussy good and she got ass
My lil' bitch red, good head and she got class
Lil' nigga shot my truck up, he got caught fast
My last backend was twenty-five thousand all cash
I'm a money gettin' nigga, I rock Chrome Heart denim
I'm like, "F*ck the new Benz," I'm a Mopar spinner
I'm a bad bitch hitter, I'm a real go getter
Better focus on yourself if you ever see me with her
I'll fly the Papi Steak chef to me, I want some dinner
I'm a hypocrite, send a blitz, kill him, then re-pin her
I'ma keep hustlin' every day 'cause I wanna be bigger
I'm a hot head, hope you drop dead, I got a temper
I'm the wrong nigga with a pistol, this bitch shoot a missile
This bitch rip though tissue, when it hit you, I'll come and get you
Got my chopper chewin' like a dog, diss bitch, we done bit you
Hope my chopper hit you, come back through again if I miss you
Even my young niggas be playin' with that Shih Tzu
I keep my pistol, my favorite utensil
I sell food, cut that boy with that Ginsu
I stay off the 'Gram, shit be playin' with my mental

She want a young nigga that get money
She want a young nigga that be thuggin'
She want a young nigga that get money
Nigga, we'll shoot the chopper in public
She want a young nigga that get money
The AP came plain, but I bust it
She just want a young nigga that get money
I just want a real bitch I can thug with
Ha, she just want a young nigga that get money
Hmm, a young turnt nigga nobody can't f*ck with