Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Assassin

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Bueno...
est todo?...
Bien, bien, qu bueno, qu bueno...
Bueno, a lo que estamos hablando, van a ser (cincuenta mil) bolas...
25 (veinticinco) y 25 despus...
Y a que usted agarre noticia de que Don ha muerto...
Nos veremos en el de Los Angeles...
Ah por la y la Figueroa...

Hello...how's it going?...
Great, great, good, that's good...
Ok, we were talking bout before,
They're gonna be fifty balls...
now and twenty-five later...
And you betta know that Don has died...
see u in the middle of L.A....
right by The and The Figueroa

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Lookin' back in the days of my youth no
I have any role models kickin' the truth out
So who am I to look up to?
[Edit] on the corner, or the in blue
Now I had 2 choices, what I be?
with, runnin' with the pigs or the g's,
Let's see, a pig ain't done for me
But try to guide me to the
The g's on the other wanna see me
Callin' shots in the hood, homies
Either way I'm [edit]
So I think I'll roll with the neighborhood
G's in the hood are
Pigs on the are detrimental
A g's got stripes on his
Growin' up ain't easy in the

In the of the one holdin' the gun
Of the Assassin, elimination, blastin',
The lone hard to the bone individual
Highly adavanced your average criminal
Through the shadows I through the alleys
And rooftops, scoped and at your brain
we meet in the next world again,
Until the year 2000 come on in my

An OG told me How to some ends
To get the Rolex and the phat Benz
All I gotta do is take out a few
Disappear for a while then back again
I to have to hit them with the long range shot
In time I got better in the I got
The last thing I was the knife in hand
Blade to the throat, Oh, how I could a man
You could never how my mind works
The methods I use when I do dirt
Enemies and on the contract
No combat, I them in their Z's

No one ever knows how the cards get
In the of the maker when you break yourself
Why do I do do do I do
Nobody was ever for me to talk to
Once I was youngster, pure and
Now I'm runnin' the sick, sick crew
You never understand what I go through
There could never be another [edit] fillin' my
I wonder how I made this far
In the set trippin',
up the set I claim
Pigs lookin' at me and wanna take aim
But I don't give a cause it's all the same

[last is different]
Until the 2000 my friend