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' from handin' a gun, is what they fearin'

Bodyguards and hit men like some Al Capone
Heavy got the cops on my dick
Different locations, spots it takes place
If you show them my money, your ass is gettin'

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 Corleone we run

Murder's an thang in the city
you gotta plot chips, jag robberies and do in it's
Tanadian Nay, the of the weapons
Hit from veranda's and do a unexpected

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

the streets of Long Beach
The was infected with drugs, dope pealers and addicts
Gangs have over 75 percent of our town as the young
Youth behavior is outrageous with
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 have increased more than 95 percent and the drug amount
Of which they make is more than 700 million
Now by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion

I had no choice or remorse for time for it down
Niggas know the is stupid if they come from my town
I been around the Jump street makin' it pop
Young crook 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 Long 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 to gang the first 2.10
Think I might be deceased 'fore I my calling
As long as I'm my heat I'm stallin'

I bring it to ya from the streets of life
Where get rewarded to grief for strikes
Don't speak on the creep, mo' is listenin'
And war glory ain't worth the riskin'

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

I come blastin', me as a Downtown Assassin
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 Corleone wanted for the of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him kill 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 and big dollars is all that I want
I blaze up to celebrate, new to make
Toast till we all die, till we burst and
From knives to guns, from the to the slums

We ran outta dope, I think so son
While I be gunned by a mark the enemy park
From daylight to reach dark and all the a'spark
when I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they hearts

Make an example, I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with graffiti like for all my lost Doggs
Never until I see the blue 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 I buzz
I got the City of Beach goin' crazy for drugs