Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

I'm out the gutter, a hero
I'm 165 and staying high I die
My competion's
'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 inside my
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 my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser
Word to God I've ready to die since I was born
I don't want no shit but niggaz trip and yo on

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

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

Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't ask
That's the consequences ya livin', fast
Six bricks of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and
You the dope just bring me six figures is it a bust?
I hear the sirens, run for 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 like I'm
ninety on the freeway and hittin' switches
In a high speed chase with these bitches

turn around I ain't givin' up 'cause they don't worry me
Pussy ass bitches better me
outta gas time to park 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 for a favor
Now you know players stick
I the scene from the rooftop

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

now, here 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 and now we rollin'
Droppin' like they stolen

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

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

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

Thug