Snoop Dogg, Big Tray Deee, Daz Dillinger - Downtown Assassins lyrics

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 short them my money
Your ass is gettin filleted
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 it's
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!

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 hoes
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!

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
873 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