Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

Tell me, how many motherfuckers feel me?
I smoke a blunt and the funk
Until jealous motherfuckers kill me

I'm out the gutter, a hero
I'm 165 and staying till I die
My competion's
'Cause I could a fuck about you

Better duck or I'll be to hit yo ass up
I give a fuck, I'm inside my mind
Why you sweatin' me? It's take an army full of
Crooked ass cops to and get me

know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure
Gotta sleep my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser
Word to God I've ready to die since I was born
I don't want no but niggaz trip and yo it's on

Open fire on my adversaries, don't worry
Better have on a vest aim for the chest and you buried
a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray
Hope I to see another day

Hey, I'm getting sweated by these undercovers, who can I
Got my stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust
Gotta get paid but all the that's attached
We living a drug life, life, each day could be my last

Will I blast when time to shoot? Don't even ask
That's the consequences ya livin', fast
Six bricks of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta up and recoup
You keep the dope just me six figures is it a bust?
I hear the sirens, run for over the fence and open fire

now, here we go

These motherfuckers on my ass, I'm in traffic, will it be
I'm comin' 'round the like I'm magic
Doin' ninety on the freeway and hittin'
In a high speed chase with these punk

turn around I ain't givin' up 'cause they don't worry me
Pussy ass bitches bury me
outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot, we in the hood
How the fuck gon' catch a crook?

I got away, 'cause I'm
Went to my neighbors for a
Now you know stick together
I watch the scene the rooftop

Spittin' at the coppers
That pursue me,
I be a hustler it's over, motherfucker
Open fire on you

now, here we go

Don't try to follow me, I'm outta state
I pay my fuckin' bills, so I'm transportin' weight
Change my plates, pick up my nigga and now we
keys like they stolen

Tell me who do you fear? I'm town
Till the coast is clear, enough dope to a year
They got me from the police, nowhere to go
With the out, rollin' down a dirt road

But I ain't goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a
I'd rather fire on my
I hit the corner doin' ninety, oh,
Them bitches behind me

take a shot and hit my fuckin' tires
Now, jump out the car then I fire, sucka

Life