Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

I'm out the gutter, pick a
I'm 165 and high till I die
My zero
'Cause I could give a about you

Better or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up
I give a fuck, I'm sick inside my
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 with my piece, an extra clip my dresser
Word to God I've been to die since I was born
I don't want no but niggaz trip and yo it's on

Open fire on my adversaries, even worry
Better on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried
It's a man's world, niggaz get played, another
Hope I live to see day

Hey, I'm getting sweated by undercovers, who can I trust?
Got my mama stressin' thinkin' it's a drug
Gotta get paid but all the drama attached
We living a drug life, thug life, day could be my last

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

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

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

Alright now, we go

try to follow me, I'm headed outta state
I gotta pay my bills, so I'm transportin' weight
Change my plates, up my nigga and now we rollin'
Droppin' like they stolen

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

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

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

Thug