Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown's Assasins

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

Bodyguards and hit men like Al Capone shit
artillery got the cops on my dick
Different locations, spots where it place
If you show them my money, ass is gettin' F-laid

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

Murder's an everyday in the city
Where you gotta plot chips, jag and do in it's
Nay, the charge of the weapons
Hit from veranda's and do a unexpected

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

Throughout the streets of Long
The streets was infected with drugs, dope pealers and
Gangs taken over 75 percent of our town as the young
Youth behavior is with crime
They feel no remorse what so ever, as the law

tried to stop the trafficking of drugs
From coming into our country, but they
The murders have increased more than 95 and the drug amount
Of which they make is than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict 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 keepin' hook, nigga, the spot

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

Trust, bust, be aware and I ya curse
the niggas that I dared to gang the first 2.10
Think I might be deceased 'fore I reach my
As long as I'm haulin' my heat I'm

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

Real niggas still get a mob like
If you represent ya set, ya bite the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, check the file
G you will see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

I come through blastin', me as a Downtown
Mashin', may they rest in peace in they
'em down in front of Hassans
Should've known from the gate, the baddest?

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

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

We ran outta dope, I don't so son
While I be gunned by a from the enemy park
From daylight to reach and all the clucks a'spark
From I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they hearts

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

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