Open Fire

Alright now, here we go Tell me, how many real motherf**kers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk Until these jealous motherf**kers kill me I'm out the gutter, pick a hero I'm 165 and staying high till I die My competion's zero 'Cause I could give a f**k about you Better duck or I'll be forced to hit yo a*s up I give a f**k, I'm sick inside my mind Why you sweatin' me? It's gonna take an army full of Crooked a*s cops to come and get me Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser Word to God I've been ready to die since I was born I don't want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried It's a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray Hope I live to see another day Hey, I'm getting sweated by these undercovers, who can I trust? Got my mama stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached We living a drug life, thug life, each day could be my last Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask That's the consequences when ya livin', fast Six bricks of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup You keep the dope just bring me six figures is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover over the fence and open fire Alright now, here we go These motherf**kers on my a*s, I'm in traffic, will it be tragic? I'm comin' 'round the corner like I'm magic Doin' ninety on the freeway and hittin' switches In a high speed chase with these punk bitches Don't turn around I ain't givin' up 'cause they don't worry me pus*y a*s bitches better bury me Runnin' outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot, we in the hood How the f**k they gon' catch a crook? I got away, 'cause I'm clever Went to my neighbors for a favor Now you know players stick together I watch the scene from the rooftop Spittin' loogies at the coppers That pursue me, beotch I be a hustler till it's over, motherf**ker Open fire on you bustas Alright now, here we go Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta state I gotta pay my f**kin' bills, so I'm transportin' weight Change my plates, pick up my nigga and now we rollin' Droppin' keys like they stolen Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta town Till the coast is clear, enough dope to last a year They got me running from the police, nowhere to go With the lights out, rollin' down a dirt road But I ain't goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict I'd rather fire on my target I hit the corner doin' ninety, oh, shit Them bitches right behind me They take a shot and hit my f**kin' tires Now, jump out the car then I open fire, s*cka Thug Life