Luyện nghe bài hát Showdown

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

kingdoms break you and your manhood shallow
With of venom metal
Rattle snakes, Im as high as the stakes
Quarter ounce of weed to the head, no breaks, wait
wars we get in them
Furious fist on my wrist is gonna get and you

Out of frictions static causing mad panic
In the streets, the dramatic battles
We see more wars, less peace, were even fighting
Resulting, our biggest 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 throw
out for the showdown
Crazy in the head, locos bout to down

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

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

Are you by the sunshine on your gun?
The outcome, just another one soul
into the heavens, hit by the 5 7
Ass end scraping, the whole block

all flock in anticipation
Youre getting rolled by the
Now I see your shaking
You walked out of this

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

Images of war weapons, the psycho
Blood wettens, stains the curb where steppin'
Deadly grounds the home of all
Come my kingdom, sirens rattle eardrums

It aint one on one no more, gun on gun
Bullets take the place of fists, so the outcome
wars, severe scars, if youre just like me
Youre whats yours, taking no loss

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

Fumando marijuana con Santana
I might not be alive, so I wanna bring all the enemys
I rock the with the music maniac
Tied back locos that warpath

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

My strategy, battery
Runnin' through neighborhood in cliques of three
Smokin' in the on wild streets
And wild showdowns, enemy a look around

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

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