Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I had no choice or remorse for for puttin' it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they from my town
I been 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 yourself 'cos there's no handout
Since the Long Beach is only G's and hoes
You hold on ya heat but them fiendish

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

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

Real niggas still get a mob like
If you represent ya set, ya bite the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga 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 in they caskets
Shoot 'em down in front of
Should've known the gate, who's the baddest?

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

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

We ran dope, I don't think so son
While I be gunned by a mark the enemy park
From to reach dark and all the clucks 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
reach until I see the blue sky till I die

All I ever want is to be 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 goin' crazy for drugs