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 jealous motherfuckers 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 be forced to hit yo ass up
I a fuck, I'm sick inside my mind
Why you sweatin' me? It's gonna take an army of
Crooked ass cops to and get me

Niggaz I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure
Gotta sleep with my piece, an clip beside my dresser
Word to God been 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
Better have on a vest aim for the and then you buried
a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray
Hope I to see another day

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

Will I blast it's time to shoot? Don't even ask
the consequences 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 cover the fence and open fire

Alright now, we go

These motherfuckers on my ass, I'm in traffic, it be tragic?
I'm comin' 'round the corner like I'm
Doin' ninety on the and hittin' switches
In a high speed chase these punk bitches

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

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

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

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

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

Life