Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

Tell me, how many real motherfuckers me?
I smoke a blunt and freak the
Until these motherfuckers kill me

I'm out the gutter, a hero
I'm 165 and staying till I die
My zero
'Cause I give a fuck about you

Better or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up
I give a fuck, I'm inside my mind
Why you sweatin' me? It's gonna take an army of
Crooked ass to come and get me

Niggaz I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure
Gotta with 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 fire on my adversaries, even worry
Better have on a vest aim for the chest and you buried
a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray
Hope I live to see day

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

Will I blast when it's time to Don't even ask
the consequences when ya livin', fast
Six of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup
You keep the dope bring me six figures is it a bust?
I hear the sirens, run for cover over the fence and fire

Alright now, we go

These on my ass, I'm in traffic, will it be tragic?
I'm 'round the corner 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 they don't worry me
Pussy ass better bury me
Runnin' outta gas time to it, I'm on foot, we in the hood
How the they gon' catch a crook?

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

Spittin' loogies at the
That me, beotch
I be a till it's over, motherfucker
Open 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' like they stolen

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

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

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

Life