Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

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

Better duck or I'll be to hit yo ass up
I give a fuck, I'm sick my mind
Why you me? It's gonna take an army full of
Crooked ass cops to 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
to God I've 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 have on a aim for the chest and then you buried
It's a man's world, niggaz get played, 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 paid but all the that's attached
We living a drug life, thug life, each day be my last

Will I blast it's time to shoot? Don't even ask
That's the when ya livin', fast
Six bricks of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta 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 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 with these punk bitches

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

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

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

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

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

Thug