CHORUS:] She brings me down to a softer landing She turns me round to an understanding Love life and a truth, and a heart that?s beautiful And bullet proof and bullet proof
to find Why I spend most of my time on California crime Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers
die From several gunshot wounds to the head On the scene he dead Chopper City niggas fled Won't you listen to Ziggy get your car doors bullet proof It's rainin' choppers so get a bullet proof
fools But it ain't no rules in this game givin' Slobs blue Killin' up shit for the Crips on the East Side Fuck a B-Side, cause C-Side is where the two
Victory over injury a victim to misery The myriad of my metaphors make me a mystical mystery They can't battle me; so they'd rather embarrass me By being
never givin dudes the way [Hook x2: C-Los (Lil' D same time)] Bitches N.O. L.I.M.I.T. (hell no we takin no shit no D) Lets peddles in this bitch til I D
runs shit, from from the D E side, down to last ya Past the, norm, my crew swarm, molest the children of the corn Dirty D 'till infinity, now bring it
and some make you scream One makes you wish that you?d never been seen But there?s a shop on the corner that?s selling papier mache Making bullet-proof
Two, three, four! I got a gun, I got a girl I got a bullet-proof plan to pull The perfect crime I got the perfect crime I got a warehouse down at the
math Can get that ass in an unending bloodbath(bloodbath) [chorus] My life has seen shit like this. I got to much will invested Fuck open chested, me and my workers bullet proof
soldiers Nigga done told you We be the wasteland warrior I know you know that I know that You don't really wanna fuck with Flesh Stay packin' that Smith & Wesson Bullet proof
or dare A couple ah jackers, I need some cheese wid my crackers I'm tryna stack up, my dividends to the max Don't try to test, without no fuckin' bullet proof
I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest most of my enemies dead i got about two left untill my last breath im sendin niggas bullet holes inocent
get back on the streets I concentrated on paper just to get back on my feet I'm money minded, saw my people progress Paranoid, I'm underneath a bullet proof
mongin' tear jerky jerky hoe in a gravy boat I make up lies being fried and see if they can maybe float Change everything about my personailty depending on what side
pull on the side of the road "Get our of your jeep!" - man, you are cold I yelled out the roof: "Fuck you hoes!" We paid 20 grand for bullet-proof windows
and 9's: that's chrome Abbreviated sets is where they macks Crack sales in stacks Government pay no taxes If one times roll through they get hit up No bullet proof
