Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have tried to the trafficking of drugs
From coming into our country, but they
The murders have increased more than 95 and the drug amount
Of which they make is than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we convict them of tax evasion

I had no or remorse for time for puttin' it down
know the scoop is stupid if they come from my town
I around since the Jump street makin' it pop
Young crook keepin' hook, nigga, shakin' the

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 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 gang the 2.10
Think I be deceased 'fore I reach 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 story glory ain't the riskin'

Real niggas 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 see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

I come through blastin', me as a Downtown
Mashin', may they in peace in they caskets
'em down in front of Hassans
Should've known the gate, who's the baddest?

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

Big business and big dollars is all I want
I blaze up to celebrate, new empire to
Toast till we all die, we burst and break
knives to guns, from 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 dark and all the clucks a'spark
From when I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they

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

All I want 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 Long goin' crazy for drugs