Open Fire

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 stayin' high 'til I die, my competition's zero
 'Cause I could give a fuck about you, you better duck
 Go or I'll be forced to hit yo' ass up, I give a fuck
 I'm sick inside my mind, why they sweat 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 gettin' 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 livin' 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
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 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' 90 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 neighbor's for a favor, now you know players stick together
 I watch the scene from the rooftop, spittin' loogies
 At the coppers that pursue me, biatch!
 I be a hustler 'til it's over, motherfucker
 Open fire on you bustas
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 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 runnin' 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' 90, ahh, 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!
 Hahahaha, Thug Life, bitch! Goin' out like that