Luyện nghe bài hát Downtown's Assasins

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

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

There's four games that run the city of G's
The violators, the and the Corleones and me
The violators and Gambinos run uptown
Me and my cousin we run downtown

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

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

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

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

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

Trust, bust, be and I ain't ya curse
'Cos the that I dared to gang the first 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 streets of
Where niggas get rewarded to for strikes
speak on the creep, mo' fools is listenin'
And war story glory ain't worth the

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
Under G you will see not to sweat my
I'm 'em out

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

In my zone, Don Corleone for the murder of forty 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 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 burst and
From to guns, from the rich to the slums

We ran outta dope, I don't so son
While I be gunned by a mark the enemy park
From daylight to reach dark and all the a'spark
From I pick 'em off like darts, stab 'em in they hearts

an example, what I said, ya end up dead
Spayed the wall with graffiti like for all my lost Doggs
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 by cops and judges, I budge when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin' for drugs