Luyện nghe bài hát Open Fire

Alright now, we go

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

I'm out the gutter, a hero
I'm 165 and high till I die
My competion's
'Cause I could give a about you

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

Niggaz know I 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 shit but niggaz and yo it's on

fire 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 live to see day

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

Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't ask
the consequences 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

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

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

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

Spittin' at the coppers
pursue me, beotch
I be a till it's over, motherfucker
Open on you bustas

now, here we go

Don't try to me, I'm headed outta state
I pay my fuckin' bills, so I'm transportin' weight
Change my plates, up my nigga and now we rollin'
Droppin' keys like they

Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta
Till the coast is clear, enough 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 rather die be a convict
I'd rather fire on my
I hit the corner ninety, oh, shit
Them bitches behind me

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

Life