Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

I'm out the gutter, a hero
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 give a fuck, I'm sick inside my
Why you sweatin' me? It's take an army full of
Crooked ass to come and get me

Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm pressure
Gotta sleep with my piece, an clip beside my dresser
Word to God I've been to die since I was born
I don't want no but niggaz trip and yo it's on

Open fire on my adversaries, don't even
Better have on a vest aim for the and then you buried
a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray
Hope I live to see day

Hey, I'm getting by these undercovers, who can I trust?
Got my stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust
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 shoot? Don't ask
That's the when ya livin', fast
Six of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup
You keep the dope just me six figures is it a bust?
I hear the sirens, run for cover over the and open fire

Alright now, we go

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

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

I got away, 'cause I'm
Went to my neighbors for a
Now you know players together
I watch the from the rooftop

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

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 and now we rollin'
Droppin' keys they stolen

Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta
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 road

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

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

Life