Open Fire

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"Alright now, here we go" 

Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt 
And freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me 
I'm out the gutter, pick a hero 
I'm 165 and staying high til I die, my competition's zero 
'Cause I could give a fuck about you, better duck 
Or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up I give a fuck 
I'm sick inside my mind, why you sweatin' me? 
It's gonna take an army full of crooked ass cops to come and get me 
Niggas 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 niggas 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, niggas get played, another stray 
Hope I live to see another day, hey 
I'm getting sweated by these under covers, 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 niggas, 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 motherfuckers on my ass 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 
Pussy ass bitches better bury me 
Runnin' outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot 
We in the hood, how the fuck they gon' catch a crook? Haha 
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, biotch! 
I be a hustler til it's over, motherfucker 
Open fire on you busta's, "Alright now, here we go" 

Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta state 
I gotta pay my fuckin' bills, so I'm transportin' weight 
Change my plates, pick up my nigga, and now we rollin'
Droppin' keys like they stolen, hehe 
Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta town until 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 doing ninety, ah shit! 
Them bitches right behind me 
They take a shot and hit my fuckin' tires 
Now, jump out the car then I open fire, sucka'! Ha ha ha, thug life!


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