Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown's Assasins

Yeah, vision 88 kilos of 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
artillery got the cops on my dick
Different locations, spots where it takes
If you them my money, your 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 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 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 have it as as they come out
Unload on their ass, commence to takin' out

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

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

I had no choice or for time for puttin' it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come 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 yourself 'cos there's no handout
Since the city Long Beach is only G's and
You hold on ya heat but fiendish foes

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

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

Real niggas still get a mob respect
If you represent ya set, till ya bite the
Who I be? I'm the Dee, check the file
Under G you see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

I through blastin', me as a Downtown Assassin
Mashin', may they in peace in they caskets
Shoot 'em in front of Hassans
Should've known from the gate, 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 ki's, a 120 plane 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 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 mark the enemy park
From daylight to dark and all the clucks a'spark
From when I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in hearts

an example, what I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall graffiti like hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never reach until I see the blue sky 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 budge I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin' crazy for