Текст песни: Tupac, 2Pac - Open Fire



"Alright now, here we go"

Verse One: 2Pac

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 competion`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

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"

Verse Two: 2Pac

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 persue me, beotch!

I be a hustler til it`s over, motherfucker

Open fire on you bustas

"Alright now, here we go"

Verse Three: 2Pac

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, ahhhh 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!

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"Alright now, here we go"

Verse One: 2Pac

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 competion`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

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"

Verse Two: 2Pac

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 persue me, beotch!

I be a hustler til it`s over, motherfucker

Open fire on you bustas

"Alright now, here we go"

Verse Three: 2Pac

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, ahhhh 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!

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