Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Assassin

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Bueno...
est todo?...
Bien, bien, qu bueno, qu bueno...
Bueno, a lo que estamos hablando, van a ser (cincuenta mil) bolas...
25 (veinticinco) y 25 despus...
Y a que agarre noticia de que Don Miguel ha muerto...
Nos en el centro de Los Angeles...
Ah por la y la Figueroa...

Hello...how's it going?...
Great, great, good, that's good...
Ok, what we were bout before,
They're gonna be fifty balls...
Twenty-five now and later...
And you betta know that Don has died...
see u in the middle of L.A....
right by The and The Figueroa

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back in the days of my youth no doubt
I didn't have any role models kickin' the out
So who am I supposed to up to?
on the corner, or the boys in blue
Now I had 2 choices, what I be?
with, runnin' with the pigs or the g's,
Let's see, a pig ain't nothin' for me
But try to guide me to the
The g's on the other hand see me
Callin' shots in the hood, recruitin'
Either way I'm unfortunatley
So I think roll with the neighborhood family
G's in the are influential
on the street are detrimental
A g's got stripes on his
Growin' up ain't in the Central

In the of the one holdin' the gun
Of the Assassin, elimination, blastin',
The lone hard core to the individual
Highly adavanced than your average
the shadows I lurk through the alleys
And rooftops, and aimed at your brain
Until we in the next world again,
Until the year 2000 come on in my

An OG told me How to make ends
To get the Rolex and the phat [edit]
All I do is take out a few friends
Disappear for a then come back again
I used to have to hit them with the range shot
In time I got in the closer I got
The thing I learned was the knife in hand
to the throat, Oh, how I could kill a man
You never understand how my mind works
The methods I use when I do dirt
Enemies and on the contract
No combat, I catch them in Z's

No one ever knows how the cards get
In the hands of the when you break yourself
Why do I do do do I do
Nobody was ever for me to talk to
Once I was youngster, and true
Now I'm runnin' with the sick, sick
You could understand what I go through
could never be another [edit] fillin' my shoes
Sometimes I wonder how I this far
In the set trippin',
up the set I claim
Pigs lookin' at me and they take aim
But I don't give a [edit] cause all the same

[last line is
Until the year my friend