Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown's Assasins

Yeah, vision 88 of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you 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 got the cops on my dick
Different locations, spots where it takes
If you show my money, your ass is gettin' F-laid

There's four major 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

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

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 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 taken over 75 percent of our town as the young
Youth behavior is outrageous with
They feel no remorse so ever, as the law enforcements

tried to stop 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 700 million dollars
Now by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion

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

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

Trust, bust, be and I ain't ya curse
'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 haulin' my I'm stallin'

I it to ya hard from the streets of life
Where niggas get rewarded to for strikes
Don't on the creep, mo' fools is listenin'
And war story ain't worth the riskin'

Real still get a mob like respect
If you ya set, till ya bite the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga check the
Under G you will see not to 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 from the gate, who's the

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 ki's, a 120 plane rides
by G's, 87.3 million in a matter of months

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

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 pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in hearts

an example, what 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 paid by cops and judges, I budge I buzz
I got the City of Beach goin' crazy for drugs