Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

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

Better duck or be forced to hit yo ass up
I give a fuck, I'm inside my mind
Why you sweatin' me? gonna 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 my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser
Word to God I've ready to die since I was born
I want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on

Open fire on my adversaries, don't worry
Better have on a vest aim for the 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 these undercovers, who can I
Got my mama stressin' thinkin' 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 it's time to Don't even ask
the consequences when ya livin', fast
Six bricks of for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup
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' 'round the like I'm magic
Doin' ninety on the freeway and switches
In a high speed chase these punk bitches

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

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

Spittin' loogies at the
That pursue me,
I be a hustler till it's over,
fire on you bustas

Alright now, we go

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

Tell me who do you fear? I'm town
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 dirt

But I ain't alive, I'd rather die than be a convict
I'd fire on my target
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