Luyện nghe bài hát Showdown

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

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

Out of frictions static causing mad panic
In the streets, the dramatic battles
We see more wars, less peace, even fighting police
Resulting, our biggest enemies

Lifestyles of the criminal be
You see more action, hold up, wait awhile
Fist crash, giants
on the face of the devil mask, doing brain bash

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

Watch out, out, look out, watch out
For the showdown, you better slow
Give me fifty or better
your eye on the barrel of the beretta

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

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

all flock in anticipation
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
Look out for the
Crazy in the head, locos bout to throw

of war weapons, the psycho presence
Blood wettens, stains the curb where youre
Deadly grounds the of all showdowns
Come into my kingdom, rattle eardrums

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

Were duty like tanks
This is my two shanks
styles point blank
You think my music is like Tony Montana

Fumando marijuana con tomorrow
I not be alive, so I wanna bring all the enemys sorrow
I rock the with the music maniac
Tied back locos seekin' that

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

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

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