Raheem Devaugh ft. Ludacris - Bulletproof (Comedy Cover)

I am singing Raheem Devaugh featuring Ludacris -- Bulletproof . I do not own this song. I do not own any right to this song this is not my song i am just singing it for entertainment purposes --------------------------------- The song is super de duper dope so please check out the words. Dont forget to subcribe to my page and leave a comment or rate my video. fa shoooo I am very friendly I promise I dont bite. lol If you are curious why I wear a mask you can go to my page and it will explain why. HOLLA! ------------------------------- LYRICS: Bulletproof by Raheem DeVaughn 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 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 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) 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 (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 pro