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 dream to
Run an business, racketeerin'
Smugglin', doin' things from handin' a gun, is they fearin'

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

four major games 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 we run downtown

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

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

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

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

I had no choice or for time for puttin' it down
Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come my town
I been since the Jump 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 no handout
Since the city Long is only G's and hoes
You hold on ya heat but them foes

Trust, bust, be aware and I ya curse
'Cos the niggas that I dared to the first 2.10
Think I might be deceased I reach my calling
As long as I'm haulin' my heat I'm

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

Real niggas still get a mob like
If you represent ya set, till ya bite the
Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga 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 rest in in they caskets
Shoot 'em down in of Hassans
Should've known the gate, who's the baddest?

In my zone, Don wanted for the murder of forty men
Ordered to hit and watch him again and again
the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 plane rides
Multiplied by G's, 87.3 million in a of months

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

We ran outta dope, I think so son
While I be gunned by a from the enemy park
daylight to reach dark and all the clucks 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 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 by cops and judges, I budge when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach crazy for drugs