Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

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

Better 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
ass cops 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 beside my
Word to God been ready to die since I was born
I want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on

Open on my adversaries, don't even worry
Better have on a vest aim for the and then you buried
It's a world, niggaz 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' thinkin' it's a drug
Gotta get paid but all the 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 when ya livin', fast
Six bricks of tricks for my niggaz, I come up and recoup
You keep the just bring me six figures is it a bust?
I the sirens, run for cover over the fence and open fire

now, here we go

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

Don't turn around I ain't givin' up 'cause they don't me
Pussy ass bitches better 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
Went to my for a favor
Now you know players stick
I watch the scene the rooftop

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

Alright now, we go

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

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

But I goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict
I'd rather fire on my
I hit the corner doin' ninety, oh,
bitches right behind me

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

Life