Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

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

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

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

Will I when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask
That's the when ya livin', fast
Six of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup
You keep the dope just bring me six figures is it a
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' the corner like I'm magic
Doin' ninety on the freeway and hittin'
In a high speed chase with these punk

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

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

Spittin' loogies at the
That me, beotch
I be a hustler till over, motherfucker
fire on you bustas

Alright now, we go

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

me who do you fear? I'm outta 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 goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict
I'd fire on my target
I hit the corner doin' ninety, oh,
Them bitches right me

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

Life