Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

Tell me, how many real 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 high till I die
My zero
'Cause I could give a about you

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

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

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

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

Will I blast when it's time to Don't even ask
That's the consequences when ya livin',
Six bricks of for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup
You keep the dope just bring me six figures is it a
I hear the sirens, run for over the fence and open fire

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

Spittin' at the coppers
pursue me, beotch
I be a hustler till it's over,
Open fire on you

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

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

Thug