Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

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

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

There's major games that run the city of G's
The violators, the Gambinos and the and me
The violators and they run uptown
Me and my cousin Corleone we run

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

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

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

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

I had no choice or remorse for time for puttin' it
Niggas the scoop is stupid if they come from my town
I been since the Jump street makin' it pop
Young keepin' hook, nigga, shakin' the spot

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

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

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

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

I through blastin', me as a Downtown Assassin
Mashin', may rest in peace in they caskets
Shoot 'em down in front of
Should've from the gate, who's 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 million in a of months

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

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

Make an example, what I said, ya end up
Spayed the wall with like hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never reach until I see the sky till I die

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