Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

Yeah, 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The value of that is what you dream 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 it takes place
If you them my money, your ass is gettin' F-laid

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

Murder's an thang 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 plot an Uzi and 10 shot
'em till they all drop, circle round the block
Let 'em it as soon as they come out
on their ass, commence to takin' them out

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

Have tried to stop the trafficking of
From 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 wanted by the IRS and we will them of tax evasion

I had no or remorse for time for puttin' it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if come from my town
I been around since the Jump 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 Beach is only G's and
You on ya heat but them fiendish foes

Trust, bust, be and I ain't ya curse
'Cos the that 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 from the streets of life
niggas get rewarded to grief for strikes
Don't speak on the creep, mo' is listenin'
And war story glory worth the riskin'

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

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

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

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

We ran outta dope, I think so son
I be gunned by a mark from the enemy park
From daylight to reach 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 graffiti like hogs for all my lost
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 by cops and judges, I budge when I buzz
I got the City of Beach goin' crazy for drugs