Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

me, how many real motherfuckers feel me?
I smoke a and freak the funk
Until these motherfuckers kill me

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

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

Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm pressure
Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra beside my dresser
Word to God been ready to die since I was born
I don't no shit 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 then you
It's a man's world, get played, another stray
I live 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 but all the drama that's attached
We living a drug life, thug life, each day be my last

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

Alright now, we go

These motherfuckers on my ass, I'm in traffic, it be tragic?
I'm 'round the corner like I'm magic
Doin' on the freeway and hittin' switches
In a high speed with these punk bitches

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

I got away, I'm clever
Went to my for a favor
Now you know players stick
I the scene from the rooftop

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

Alright now, we go

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

Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta
Till the is clear, enough dope to last a year
They got me running from the police, to go
the lights out, rollin' down a dirt road

But I ain't goin' alive, I'd die than be a convict
I'd fire on my target
I hit the corner ninety, oh, shit
Them right behind me

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

Thug