Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Funky dilemmas, MC's by process of elimination
Ghetto linger breaks your inner mind,
Got me sold like Hurachis, tracks up the ass
Make peace wit knock-knees, the dwella in your cella
No one's betta, pull more Playboy bitches Hugh Heffner
I phase you wit my nasal style I'm
To rock two turntables for oh, say like sable

Now on the deal I'll make you feel the real
I kill at will wit nine shots in window sill
Or mill, to a gust of wind, I must've been born
Wit ten of my dusted friends, I get up in you like Keith
Make your whole crew shit stew beef in a hurry
Make leave early smokin' the lala
Blazay Blah through your block and open fire

Redman's in the
Erick Sermon's in the
Murray's in the area

Is mic on word up?
I like helicopters, after robbers, at fiends gettin' dollars
The lyrical Street Fighter call me
hot like the bullet from somebody gettin' shot

Where there's a drum there's a
And where there's guns the streets
This option allows me to make my opponents wit
here to overseas, clowns in my mix and don't know the flava
It's the reason why I threw away my Skypager

Magnificent, givin' death certificates
Wit fly intricate by the lows
Y'all come out the hype of this
One time Billboard winner, six time record list

No one me so I crashed and brung the vibe
And it out like a rash
Who do I be? The E, the D O U B the L to the E
Get blunt leafs and fire it up
Get ZigZags and fire it up
you betta stand clear, Def Squad is a world premier

Word is bond I collect your con getcha gone a moron
I break your little itty bitty down to ions
My rap style has many, many mixtures of murderous
And deadly and fixtures, matter fact my rap
Sounds be on sickly timin', meaning your brain can't be
In the words I be when I be rhymin'

Now you can change your word back and forth
And bring the roughest rapper and I bet you blood cough
My rap style is my lifestyle, rougher than turbulence
Ever I commenced to subject you to my bullshit

I compress your chest and perform surgery
And God I outrageous people [Incomprehensible] the L O D
I love beatin' you in the head this
you wanna run off and go get a psycho-therapist-analyst
Way than the force intended
The nicest rapper ever came out since you could remember
Def