Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

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

and hit men like 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 that run the city of G's
The violators, the and the Corleones and me
The and Gambinos they run uptown
Me and my Corleone we run downtown

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 veranda's and do a thing

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

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

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

I had no choice or for time for puttin' it down
Niggas know the is stupid if they come from my town
I been around since the Jump street it pop
Young crook keepin' hook, nigga, the spot

Had to be a not to get ran out
Look for help, you help 'cos there's no handout
Since the Long Beach 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 that I dared to the first 2.10
Think I might be deceased 'fore I my calling
As long as I'm haulin' my heat I'm

I bring it to ya hard the streets of life
Where niggas get rewarded to for strikes
Don't on the creep, mo' fools 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 my style
I'm 'em out

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

In my zone, Don Corleone wanted for the murder of men
Ordered to hit and him kill again and again
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 is all that I want
I blaze up to celebrate, new empire to
till we all die, till we burst 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 park
From daylight to reach dark and all the clucks
From when I 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they hearts

Make an example, what I said, ya end up
Spayed the wall graffiti like hogs 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 by cops and judges, I budge when I buzz
I got the of Long Beach goin' crazy for drugs