Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown's Assasins

Yeah, vision 88 kilos of cocaine in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to
Run an illegal business,
Smugglin', doin' things handin' a gun, is what they fearin'

Bodyguards and hit men some Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the on my dick
Different locations, where it takes place
If you show them my money, your ass is F-laid

There's four major that run the city of G's
The violators, the and the Corleones and me
The violators and Gambinos they run
Me and my cousin Corleone we run

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

So we plan a plot an Uzi and 10 shot
Buck 'em till they all drop, circle the block
Let 'em have it as as they come out
on their ass, commence to takin' them out

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

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

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

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

Trust, bust, be aware and I ain't ya
'Cos the niggas that I dared to gang the 2.10
Think I might be deceased 'fore I my calling
As long as I'm haulin' my 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' is listenin'
And war glory ain't worth the riskin'

Real still get a mob like respect
If you represent ya set, till ya the deck
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga the file
G you will see not to sweat my style
I'm 'em out

I come blastin', me as a Downtown Assassin
Mashin', may they in peace in they caskets
Shoot 'em down in front of
Should've known from the gate, who's the

In my zone, Don Corleone wanted for the murder of men
to hit and watch 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 of months

Big business and big dollars is all that I
I blaze up to celebrate, new empire to
Toast till we all die, we burst 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 from the enemy 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, I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with like hogs for all my lost Doggs
Never reach 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 paid by cops and judges, I when I buzz
I got the City of Long goin' crazy for drugs