Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown Assassins

Yeah, vision 88 kilos of cocaine in your face
The value of that is what you dream to make
Run an illegal business,
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 where it 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 and the Corleones and me
The violators and they run uptown
Me and my cousin we run downtown

Murder's an everyday 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 thing

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 come out
Unload on their ass, commence to them out

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

Have tried to stop the of drugs
From coming into our country, but they
The murders 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 convict them of tax evasion

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

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

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

I bring it to ya hard from the of life
Where get rewarded to grief for strikes
Don't speak on the creep, mo' fools is
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, check the file
G you will see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

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

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

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

We ran dope, I don't think so son
While I be gunned by a from the enemy 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, I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with graffiti hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never until I see the blue sky till I die

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