Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

Yeah, vision 88 kilos of smack-dead in your face
The value of that is what you dream to make
Run an illegal business,
Smugglin', doin' from handin' 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, your ass is F-laid

four major games that run the city 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 thang in the city
Where you gotta chips, jag robberies and do in it's
Nay, the charge of the weapons
Hit from veranda's and do a unexpected

So we plan a plot an Uzi and 10 shot
Buck 'em till they all drop, 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 was infected with drugs, dope pealers and addicts
Gangs have taken over 75 percent of our as the young
behavior is outrageous with crime
They feel no remorse what so ever, as the law

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

I had no choice or remorse for time for it down
Niggas the scoop is stupid if they come from 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
the city Long Beach is only G's and hoes
You hold on ya heat but them fiendish

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

I bring it to ya hard from the of life
Where niggas get rewarded to grief for
Don't on the creep, mo' fools is listenin'
And war glory ain't 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, check the file
Under G you see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

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

In my zone, Don wanted for the murder of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him again and again
From the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 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 to make
Toast till we all die, till we 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 mark from the enemy
From daylight to reach and all the clucks a'spark
From when I pick 'em off like darts, 'em in they hearts

an example, what I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with graffiti 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 cops and judges, I budge when I
I got the City of Beach goin' crazy for drugs