Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

Yeah, vision 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in face
The street of that is what you dream to make
Run an business, racketeerin'
Smugglin', doin' things from handin' a gun, is what fearin'

Bodyguards and hit men some Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the cops on my
Different locations, spots where it takes
If you show them my money, your ass is gettin'

There's four major games that run the of G's
The violators, the and the Corleones and me
The violators and they run uptown
Me and my Corleone we run downtown

an everyday thang in the city
Where you gotta chips, jag robberies and do in it's
Tanadian Nay, the charge of the
Hit from veranda's and do a thing

So we plan a plot with an Uzi and 10
Buck 'em till they all drop, circle the block
Let 'em have it as as they come out
Unload on their ass, to takin' them out

Throughout the of Long Beach
The streets was infected with drugs, dope and addicts
Gangs have taken over 75 percent of our town as the
Youth is outrageous with crime
They feel no what so ever, as the law enforcements

Have tried to stop the trafficking of
From coming our country, but they can't
The murders have more than 95 percent and the drug amount
Of they make is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we convict them of tax evasion

I had no or remorse for time for puttin' it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if come from my town
I around since the Jump street makin' it pop
Young crook hook, nigga, shakin' the spot

Had to be a not to get ran out
Look for help, you help yourself 'cos no handout
Since the Long Beach is only G's and hoes
You hold on ya heat but them foes

Trust, bust, be and I ain't ya curse
the niggas that I dared to gang the first 2.10
Think I might be deceased 'fore I my calling
As as I'm haulin' my heat I'm stallin'

I bring it to ya hard the streets of life
Where niggas get rewarded to for strikes
Don't speak on the creep, mo' fools is
And war story glory worth the riskin'

Real niggas still get a mob respect
If you represent ya set, till ya bite the
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga the file
Under G you will see not to sweat my
I'm 'em out

I come through blastin', me as a Assassin
Mashin', may they rest in peace in they
Shoot 'em down in of Hassans
Should've from the gate, who's the baddest?

In my zone, Don wanted for the murder of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him kill and again
From the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 rides
Multiplied by G's, 87.3 million in a of months

Big business and big dollars is all that I
I blaze up to celebrate, new to make
Toast till we all die, we burst and break
From knives to guns, the rich to the slums

We ran outta dope, I think so son
While I be gunned by a mark from the enemy
From daylight to reach and all the clucks a'spark
From when I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they

an example, what I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with graffiti like hogs for all my lost
Never reach until I see the blue sky I die

All I want is to be left alone
Me myself, me my dope, me and my
Got paid by cops and judges, I budge I buzz
I got the City of Long goin' crazy for drugs