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Snoop Dogg

Genres: Hip-Hop

Downtown's Assasins Lyrics - Snoop Dogg

INTRO:(*mobster Corleone talking*) 

 

VERSE ONE:(DAT NIGGA DAZ) 

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! 

 

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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 

 

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VERSE TWO:(TRAY DEE) 

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) 

 

VERSE THREE:(SNOOP DOGG) 

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 

 

OUTRO:(Corleone capping it off) 

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