Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

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

Bodyguards and hit men like Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the on my dick
Different locations, spots it takes place
If you show my money, your ass is gettin' F-laid

There's 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 cousin we run downtown

Murder's an thang in the city
Where you gotta chips, jag robberies 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 they 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 of Long Beach
The streets was with drugs, dope pealers and addicts
Gangs taken over 75 percent of our town as the young
behavior is outrageous with crime
They feel no remorse so ever, as the law enforcements

tried to stop the trafficking of drugs
From coming into our country, but they
The murders have increased than 95 percent and the drug amount
Of which they make is 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 come my town
I been around since the Jump street it pop
Young keepin' hook, nigga, shakin' the spot

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

Trust, bust, be aware and I ain't ya
'Cos the niggas that I dared to the first 2.10
Think I might be 'fore I reach my calling
As long as I'm haulin' my heat I'm

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

niggas still get a mob like respect
If you ya set, till ya bite the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga the file
Under G you will see not to my style
I'm 'em out

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

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

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

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

Make an example, I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with like hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never reach 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 paid by cops and judges, I budge when I
I got the City of Beach goin' crazy for drugs