Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown's Assasins

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

Bodyguards and hit men some Al Capone shit
Heavy got the cops on my dick
Different locations, where it takes place
If you them my money, your ass is gettin' F-laid

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

an everyday thang 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 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 drugs, dope pealers and addicts
have taken over 75 percent of our town as the young
Youth behavior is outrageous crime
feel no remorse what so ever, as the law enforcements

Have tried to stop the of drugs
From coming into our country, but they
The murders have more than 95 percent and the drug amount
Of which they make is more than 700 million
Now wanted by the IRS and we will them of tax evasion

I had no choice or remorse for for puttin' it down
know the scoop is stupid if they come from my town
I been around since the Jump street it pop
Young crook keepin' hook, nigga, shakin' the

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

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

I it to ya hard from the streets of life
Where niggas get to grief for strikes
Don't speak on the creep, mo' is listenin'
And war story ain't worth the riskin'

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

I through blastin', me as a Downtown Assassin
Mashin', may rest in peace in they caskets
Shoot 'em in front of Hassans
Should've known the gate, who's the baddest?

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

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

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

Make an example, I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall graffiti like hogs for all my lost Doggs
reach until I see the blue sky till I die

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