Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown's Assasins

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

Bodyguards and hit men like some Al Capone
Heavy artillery got the 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 violators and they run uptown
Me and my cousin Corleone we run

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

So we a plot with an Uzi and 10 shot
Buck 'em they all drop, circle round the block
Let 'em it as soon as they come out
Unload on their ass, commence to them out

Throughout the streets of Beach
The was infected with drugs, dope pealers and addicts
Gangs have taken over 75 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 have increased more than 95 percent and the drug
Of which they make is more than 700 million
Now by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion

I had no or remorse for time for puttin' it down
Niggas the scoop is stupid if they 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 yourself 'cos there's no
the city Long Beach is only G's and hoes
You on ya heat but them fiendish foes

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

I bring it to ya hard from the streets of
Where niggas get rewarded to grief for
Don't speak on the creep, mo' fools is
And war story glory worth the riskin'

Real niggas still get a mob like
If you ya set, till ya bite the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, check the file
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
Shoot 'em down in front of
Should've known 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
From the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 plane
Multiplied by G's, 87.3 million in a matter of

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 outta dope, I think so son
While I be gunned by a mark the enemy park
From daylight to reach dark and all the a'spark
From when I 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they 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 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 of Long Beach goin' crazy for drugs