Luyện nghe bài hát Showdown

Run downtown, cliques throw down in the mix
Clowns and infinite
Battle grounds all break down, worlds upside
Making wicked smiles, wicked frowns, we get
With our own sound

Static kingdoms break you and your manhood
With shanks of venom
fuckin' snakes, Im as high as the stakes
Quarter ounce of weed to the head, no breaks, wait
Street we get in them
Furious fist on my wrist is get them and you

Out of frictions comes static causing mad
In the streets, the dramatic increase
We see more wars, less peace, were fighting police
Resulting, theyre our enemies

Lifestyles of the be wild
You wanna see action, hold up, wait awhile
Fist crash, clash
on the face of the devil mask, doing brain bash

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down
Look out for the
in the head, locos bout to throw down

Watch out, look out, look out, out
For the showdown, you better down
Give me feet or better
Keep eye on the barrel of the beretta

The comin' to wetcha
Spread your body all over the continent
Im a dominant mothafucka, but the opposite
Turn around, put your on the side

Are you aligned by the sunshine on your
The outcome, youre another one soul
Flyin' the heavens, hit by the 5 7
Ass end scraping, illuminating the block

They all flock in
Youre rolled by the dayton
Now I see hand shaking
You out of this situation

out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down
out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down

Images of war weapons, the presence
Blood wettens, stains the where youre steppin'
Deadly the home of all showdowns
into my kingdom, sirens rattle eardrums

It one on one no more, it's gun on gun
take the place of fists, so whats the outcome
Crazy wars, severe scars, if youre just me
Youre whats yours, taking no loss

Were heavy like tanks
This is my two shanks
Criminal styles blank
You think my music is crazy like Montana

Fumando con Santana tomorrow
I might not be alive, so I wanna bring all the enemys
I rock the block the music maniac
Tied back locos seekin' warpath

Why punks be legit, they'll all bring havoc in their head
A psycho will shoot dead
Thats the to a fucked up mental
Now you got a gun, your lifes a realm

My strategy, assault
through your neighborhood in cliques of three
Smokin' in the battlegrounds on streets
And wild showdowns, take a look around

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos bout to throw
out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos to throw down

Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down
Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down