Downtown Assassins

INTRO:(*mobster Corleone talking*)
 Yeah
 Vision 88 kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
 The street value of that is what you dream to make
 Run an illegal business, racketeerin
 Smugglin, doin things from handin a gun, is what they fearin
 Bodyguards and hitmen like some Al Capone shit
 Heavy artillery got the cops on my dick
 Different locations, spots where it takes place
 If you show them my money, your ass is gettin f-laid
 There's four major games that run the city of G's
 The violators, the Gambinos and the Corleones and me
 The violators and Gambinos they run uptown
 Me and my cousin Corleone we run downtown
 Murder's an everyday thang in the city
 Where you gotta plot chips, jag robberies and do in its
 Tanadian Nay, the charge of the weapons
 Hit from verandahs and do a thing unexpected
 So we plan a plot with an Uzi and 10 shot
 Buck em till they all drop, circle round the block
 Let em have it as soon as they come out
 Unload on their ass, commence to takin them out!
 INTERLUDE:(DAZ talking)
 Throughout the streets of Long Beach
 The streets was infected with drugs, dope pealers and addicts
 Gangs have taken over 75% of our town as the young
 Youth behaviour is outrageous with crime
 They feel no remorse whatsoever, as the law enforcements
 Have tried to stop the trafficking of drugs
 From coming into our country, but they can't
 The murders have increased more than 95% and the drug amount
 Of which they make is more than 700 million dollars
 Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
 I had no choice or remorse for time for puttin it down
 Niggas know the scoop is stupid if they come from my town
 I been around since the Jumpstreet makin it pop
 Young crook keepin hook, nigga, shakin the spot
 Had to be a standout not to get ran out
 Look for help, you help yourself cos there's no handout
 Since the city Long Beach is only G's and hos
 You hold on ya heat but them fiendish foes
 Trust, bust, be aware and I ain't ya curse
 Cos the niggas that I dared to (? agank?) the first
 Think I might be deceased 'fore I reach my calling
 As long as I'm haulin my heat I'm stallin
 I bring it to ya hard from the streets of life
 Where niggas get rewarded to grief for strikes
 Don't speak on the creep, mo' fools is listenin
 And war story glory ain't worth the riskin
 Real niggas still get a mob like respect
 If you represent ya set, till ya bite the deck
 Who I be? I'm the Dee, nigga check the file
 Under G you will see not to sweat my style
 I'm takin em out!
 INTERLUDE:(Corleone talking some more)
 I come through blastin, me as a Downtown Assassin
 Mashin, may they rest in peace in they caskets
 Shoot em down in front of Hassans
 Should've known from the gate, who's the baddest?
 In my zone, Don Corleone wanted
 For the murder of forty men
 Ordered to hit and watch him kill again and again
 From the U-S-C, I shift ki's, a 120 plane rides
 Multiplied by G's, 87.3 million in a matter o'months
 Big business and big dollars is all that I want
 I blaze up to celebrate, new empire to make
 Toast till we all die, till we burst and break
 From knives to guns, from the rich to the slums
 We ran outta dope, I don't think so son
 While I be gunned by a mark from the enemy park
 From daylight to reach dark and all the clucks a'spark
 From when I pick em off like darts
 Stab em in they hearts
 Make an example, what I said, ya end up dead
 Spayed the wall with graffiti like hogs for all my lost Doggs
 Never reach until I see the blue sky till I die
 All I ever want is to be left alone
 Me myself, me my dope, me and my chrome
 Got paid by cops and judges, I budge when I buzz
 I got the City of Long Beach goin crazy for drugs