Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

I'm out the gutter, pick a
I'm 165 and staying high I die
My zero
'Cause I 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 with my piece, an extra clip my dresser
Word to God I've ready to die since I was born
I want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on

fire 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, another
Hope I to see another day

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

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

Alright now, we go

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

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

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

loogies at the coppers
That pursue me,
I be a hustler it's over, motherfucker
Open on you bustas

Alright now, we go

Don't try to 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' like they stolen

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

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

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

Thug