Luyện nghe bài hát Showdown

Run around downtown, throw down in the mix
and infinite showdowns
Battle grounds all break down, worlds down
Making wicked smiles, frowns, we get down
our own gangster sound

Static kingdoms you and your manhood shallow
shanks of venom metal
Rattle fuckin' snakes, Im as high as the
Quarter of weed to the head, no breaks, homes wait
Street we get in them
Furious fist on my wrist is get them and you

Out of frictions comes causing mad panic
In the streets, the dramatic increase
We see more wars, less peace, even fighting police
Resulting, theyre our enemies

Lifestyles of the criminal be
You wanna see action, hold up, wait awhile
Fist crash, clash
Putting on the face of the devil mask, brain bash

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down
Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down

Watch out, look out, look out, out
For the showdown, you better down
me fifty feet or better
Keep your eye on the of the beretta

The lead to wetcha
Spread body parts all over the continent
Im a dominant mothafucka, but the opposite
Turn around, put your hands on the

Are you by the sunshine on your gun?
The outcome, youre another one soul
Flyin' the heavens, hit by the 5 7
Ass end scraping, illuminating the whole

all flock in anticipation
Youre getting rolled by the
Now I see your hand
You walked out of situation

out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down
out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos bout to throw

of war weapons, the psycho presence
Blood wettens, stains the curb youre steppin'
Deadly the home of all showdowns
Come into my kingdom, rattle eardrums

It aint one on one no more, gun on gun
Bullets take the of fists, so whats the outcome
Crazy wars, severe scars, if just like me
Youre defending yours, taking no loss

Were heavy duty like
This is my two shanks
Criminal point blank
You think my music is crazy like Tony

Fumando con Santana tomorrow
I might not be alive, so I bring all the enemys sorrow
I rock the block with the maniac
Tied back seekin' that warpath

Why dont punks be legit, they'll all bring havoc in their
A psycho will shoot dead
Thats the fundamental to a up mental
Now you got a gun, lifes a psycho realm

My strategy, battery
through your neighborhood in cliques of three
Smokin' in the battlegrounds on wild
And wild showdowns, enemy a look around

Look out for the
in the head, locos bout to throw down
Look out for the
in the head, locos bout to throw down

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down
Look out for the
Crazy in the head, bout to throw down