Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

I'm out the gutter, a hero
I'm 165 and high till I die
My zero
I could give 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 gonna take an army of
Crooked ass cops to and get me

Niggaz know I ain't the one to on, I'm under pressure
sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser
Word to God I've 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 even
Better on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried
It's a man's world, get played, another stray
Hope I live to see day

Hey, I'm getting sweated by undercovers, who can I trust?
Got my mama stressin' 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 blast when time to shoot? Don't even ask
That's the consequences when ya livin',
Six of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup
You keep the dope bring me six figures is it a bust?
I hear the sirens, run for cover 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 corner like I'm
Doin' ninety on the freeway and hittin'
In a high speed chase with these punk

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

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

Spittin' loogies at the
pursue me, beotch
I be a hustler it's over, motherfucker
Open on you bustas

now, here we go

Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta
I gotta pay my bills, so I'm transportin' weight
Change my plates, up my nigga and now we rollin'
Droppin' keys like they

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

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

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

Thug