Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, I'm getting by these undercovers, who can I trust?
Got my stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust
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 time to shoot? even ask
That's the consequences ya livin', fast
Six bricks of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and
You keep the dope just me six figures is it a bust?
I the sirens, run for cover over the fence and open fire

Alright now, we go

These on my ass, I'm in traffic, will it be tragic?
I'm comin' the corner like I'm magic
Doin' ninety on the and hittin' switches
In a high chase with these punk bitches

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

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

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

Alright now, we go

Don't try to 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 they stolen

Tell me who do you I'm outta town
Till the coast is clear, enough to last a year
got me running from the police, nowhere to go
With the lights out, rollin' down a dirt

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

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

Life