Bulletproof Tony Lyrics

Sit back crackalackin

Listen ya boy rappin

Tell you a story, it was mad how it all happened

Gold rings were on my fingers

At 18 carat whilst you was getting bout in dingers

My blade seen claret, the door was booted off the hinges, huh

Blacked out we was moving like some ninjas

Take you back a bit, through the shit

See I was comatosed

Double crossed by someone who I thought was close

To me, him and Tony got away with all my smoke

And so we haunted em like holy ghosts

Stole their coke, left em both with broken bones

Anyway, time passed, made cash

Birds got smashed, drugs went fast

And my man asked

If I thought about it coming back, he was thrashed

I said, na it's all in the past

Two weeks later I was at my home with a couple whores

Next thing I heard somebody booting down my door

Boot it, boot it proper

Kick it harder, kick it harder

Girl screams

That's what I'm talking about

All right search this motherfucker

Gonna chop him up man

Find that son of a bitch

And we're gonna fuck him up bro

Let's do it man let's fuckin do it

Jumped up out my linen

Bullets are flying hitting everything including both the women

They were sniffing in the kitchen

I was upstairs waiting for some head

Til I heard the lead, grabbed a blade

And hid underneath my bed

Fuming, heard em flipping up the gaf searching for the coin

Talking bout coming up the stairs and executing

Wanting retribution, I was under no illusion

That this could have been my last day coz I'm only human

Here they come

Running up the stairs looking for me yeah it's on

Searching all the rooms looking for a lump sum

Two were in the spare room, one was in my bedroom

I sliced his Achilles heel, he fell and dropped his gun

They must have heard the screams, I heard em coming

I grabbed the gun from under the bed and waited for em

When I seen em, started shooting both of their feet up

They dropped, I fired lethal shots

Answered a phone that was ringing, put it on speaker

Is it done? Tell me you've fuckin done it

Na, your boys are done though

You little rat

Lock and load, return the favour

Escaped assassination

Bizzies are surely on the way I know we woke the neighbours

Two prozzies in my kitchen are dead

And bodies are upstairs, plenty bloodshed

My head was done in

A car on the drive with the engine running that henchmen come in

Chucked my bag of guns in the back and then I jumped in

Knew where he'd be at

2013 I took his kneecaps

Tony Snapbag I'm coming at you for the rematch

Furious anger your bouts to see that, biatch

Pulled up on the street where

He grew he's weed, fair

To say I knew he'd be there

Stone Island on his t shirt through the window in his wheel chair

Clocked him, three bullets rocked him

His main hitman come storming out, my shorty dropped him

Turned the gaf into a bloodbath

I let my gun blast

Skull fragments in my mustache

Seen enough cash but first I had to finish Tony

I heard a gun cock and froze, he had the drop on me

All right, all right man, easy man, just take it easy

I've gotta give it to ya Frank, you've got some nerve on ya

But what are we gonna do with you now?