Представляем точный текст композиции "Open Fire" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 2Pac . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Open Fire» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 2Pac передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
2Pac - "Open Fire"
Lyrics to 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 Im out the gutter, pick a hero Im 165 and staying high til I die, my competions zero Cause I could give a fuck about you, better duck Or Ill be forced to hit yo ass up I give a fuck Im sick inside my mind, why you sweatin me' Its gonna take an army full of crooked ass cops to come and get me Niggaz know I aint the one to sleep on, Im under pressure Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser Word to God Ive been ready to die since I was born I dont want no shit but niggaz trip and yo its on Open fire on my adversaries, dont even worry Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried Its a mans world, niggaz get played, another stray Hope I live to see another day, hey Im getting sweated by these undercovers, who can I trust' Got my mama stressin thinkin its a drug bust Gotta get paid but all the drama thats attached We living a Drug Life, Thug Life, each day could be my last Will I blast when its time to shoot' Dont even ask Thats 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 Im in traffic, will it be tragic' Im comin round the corner like Im Magic Doin ninety on the freeway, and hittin switches In a high speed chase with these punk bitches Dont turn around I aint givin up, cause they dont worry me Pussy ass bitches better bury me Runnin outta gas time to park it, Im on foot We in the hood, how the fuck they gon catch a crook' Haha I got away cause Im 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 its over, motherfucker Open fire on you bustas "Alright now, here we go" Verse Three: 2Pac Dont try to follow me, Im headed outta state I gotta pay my fuckin bills, so Im 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' Im 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 aint goin alive, Id rather die than be a convict Id 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! [ Open Fire Lyrics ]
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