| Please be clear, this is an invasion |
| (Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet roof) |
| Green Lantern in the lab, the invasion |
| (Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet roof) |
| 38 Special |
| (Shoot ya in your mouth, Leroy, they call him bullet tooth) |
| It’s a fuckin' invasion, you bastards |
| I never hide, keep a hammer by my side |
| Last nigga that tried thought about it then died (Bllat) |
| I show his insides, bullets end lives |
| When we ride, it’s MAC-10s in ten rides (Bllat bllat) |
| If we not, it’s a hundred and fifty, ten pies |
| Might be three hundred dependin' on the whip size |
| I duct tape six pies to a bitch thighs |
| Like, bitch drive, do the speed limit- |
| I never hide, keep a hammer by my side |
| Last nigga that tried thought about it then died |
| I show his insides, bullets end lives |
| When we ride, it’s MAC-10s in ten rides (The Evil Genius) |
| If we not, it’s a hundred and fifty, ten pies |
| Might be three hundred dependin' on the whip size |
| I duct tape six pies to a bitch thighs |
| Like, bitch drive |
| Do the speed limit, six-five |
| Bitch dies, hate to see a young shorty rise |
| Bonafied hustler, young sporty guy |
| I could have copped the 645 |
| Instead I copped the CL, three bricks, and six .45s (Green Lantern) |
| Huh, uh, y’all niggas know my name |
| I was givin' out 'caine as raw as it came |
| Before I went and spent all them stacks on a chain |
| I had all them gats, very good aim |
| In fact, a nigga strapped, I pack a bigger gat |
| This rat-t-t-t-tat (Blaat) You niggas clap |
| Make stacks off flippin' crack, it’s math when the fifth a clap |
| Add a couple shots, subtract and |
| Rats admitted that, shit, they want me sleepin' on prison mats |
| Keep 'em from where I conduct business at |
| Uh, niggas wrong for the shit I’m on |
| 'Cause I did it and get it, gone |
| While you niggas sit at home |
| I get stupid when I’m spittin' chrome |
| I’ll leave his body with no fluids, just skin and bones |
| He ain’t sprung, leave that snitch alone |
| That nigga wired |
| And he takin' flicks with his picture phone |
| Holla |
| Uh |
| (Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet roof) |
| Uh |
| (Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet roof) |
| Uh |
| (Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet roof) |
| Uh |
| (Shoot ya in your mouth, Leroy, they call him bullet tooth) |
| (It's an invasion) |
| Uh |
| (Phantom of the Opera, all black, guap tent, locked in) |
| (I can let them shots out, you can’t get no shots in) |
| Uh |
| (Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet roof) |
| (Green Lantern, drop that shit) |
| Uh |