Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Assassin

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Bueno...
est todo?...
Bien, bien, qu bueno, qu bueno...
Bueno, a lo que hablando, van a ser 50000 (cincuenta mil) bolas...
25 (veinticinco) y 25 despus...
Y a que usted agarre noticia de que Don ha muerto...
Nos en el centro de Los Angeles...
Ah por la y la Figueroa...

Hello...how's it going?...
Great, great, that's good, good...
Ok, what we were talking before,
They're gonna be fifty balls...
now and twenty-five later...
And you betta know Don Miguel 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 no doubt
I have any role models kickin' the truth out
So who am I to look up to?
on the corner, or the boys in blue
Now I had 2 choices, could I be?
with, runnin' with the pigs or the g's,
Let's see, a pig ain't nothin' for me
But try to me to the penetentiary
The g's on the other wanna see me
shots in the hood, recruitin' homies
Either way I'm unfortunatley
So I think I'll roll the neighborhood family
G's in the hood are
Pigs on the street are
A g's got on his credentials
Growin' up ain't easy in the

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

An OG me How to make some ends
To get the Rolex and the phat Benz
All I gotta do is out a few friends
Disappear for a while come back again
I used to have to hit them with the long range
In I got better in the closer I got
The last thing I was the knife in hand
Blade to the throat, Oh, how I could a man
You could understand how my mind works
The professional methods I use when I do
Enemies and on the contract
No combat, I catch them in Z's

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

[last is different]
Until the year my friend