Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

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

and hit men like some Al Capone shit
Heavy got the cops on my dick
locations, spots where it takes place
If you them my money, your 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 and Gambinos they run uptown
Me and my Corleone we run downtown

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

So we a plot with an Uzi and 10 shot
Buck 'em till all drop, circle round the block
Let 'em have it as soon as they out
Unload on their ass, commence to 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 behavior is outrageous with
They feel no remorse so ever, as the law enforcements

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

I had no or remorse for time for puttin' it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come from my
I been since the Jump street makin' 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 Long 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 dared to gang the 2.10
Think I might be deceased 'fore I reach my
As as I'm haulin' my heat I'm stallin'

I bring it to ya hard from the streets of
Where get rewarded to grief for strikes
Don't speak on the creep, mo' fools is
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, nigga check the
Under G you see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

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

In my zone, Don Corleone wanted for the murder of men
Ordered to hit and watch him 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 I want
I up to celebrate, new empire to make
Toast till we all die, we burst and break
From knives to guns, from the rich to the

We ran dope, I don't think so son
I be gunned by a mark from the enemy 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 with graffiti like hogs for all my lost
Never reach until I see the sky till I die

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