Luyện nghe bài hát Hell on Earth

Yo, the saga begins, war
I draw first be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws lay laws
We takin' what's yours we do jerks rush the

come the deez tryin' to make breeze and guns toss
In force, my team'll go at your main source
We're not tourists, hit and take hostage
Your whole setup, from the ground up we lock

Blood flood eye, fuck up your optics
Switch to killer instincts for niggaz pop
Yo nigga, Noyd what's the topic? Nine pound we in
Ninety six strike back more hot shit

my team'll glow like, radiation
With no time for patient, or
Let's get it done right, my airtight
Trapped in a never ending gunfight so lose stripes

Or lose life, jail niggaz sendin' to the street
Over some beef that fully cooked, finish 'em off
Well done meat, that said twenty-two slug to head
Travel all the way to your leg

it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first
The projects is front lines, and the is one time
I ain't gotta tell you it's in front of your eyes

Aiyyo it's hell on earth, whose next or be first
The projects is front lines, and the enemy is one
I ain't gotta tell you it's right in of your eyes

We wreck the QBC, rep yours it's all love
Milli stacked down, guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my now

Articulate, body parts to start shiftin' shit
Never hesitant, it's the game unlimited
Summon rasta we can do this, infinite
reminesce, twenty years later how we was gettin' it

Either with me go the grain you better hit me
Leggin' me or robbin' me better body me
it's a small world and niggaz, talkin' like bitches
Bitches singin' like snitches, pointin' you out in

'Cause she rep the QBC faithfully, hatin' me
All bullshit, is just makin' me
More the better, then on gettin' chedda
If shorty set you up you better her, I told you

Shape and mold you, sun you, then I you
Like a pimp mind control you double blow you
It'll be I, like I'm supposed to, the is coastal
International to local, mix physically fix

Hit you with shit, that'll leave a loose stiff
thick, son I solved 'em
Pulled him in my world evolved him to chaos

Walk the like, around the way cops the average pitstop
Godfather part III, Gotti Gambino
And Ty Nitty, rest in peace

Aiyyo it's hell on earth, whose or gonna be first
The projects is front lines, and the enemy is one
I gotta tell you it's right in front of your eyes

Yo, the metal king hold big shit, with spare clips
You clips when the mac spit your top got split
Layin' dead open eyes close his eyelids
Turn off his lights switch to darkness, deep in the abyss

Is street life, blood on my kicks, shit on my
Youse the wild child, kid turnin' men into mice
I was born to power leave my mark on this planet
The of Crime Rap, niggaz is left stranded

Shut down your operation, for business
Leave a foul taste in your mouth, Guinness
POW niggaz is MIA
We move like the forces, green beret

Heavily my throat, I don't play
brand new, back in eighty-nine, the same way
The God P walk a limp see, but simply
To shit, no man can go against me

Test me you be bent G, don't tempt me
I had this full clip for so long, it needs to
The reason why it full for so long, 'cause I don't waste
You properly hit, in your mouth, so you could taste it

Quiet as kept, I lay and watch the world spin
I hear thugs, claimin' that gonna rob the Mobb
When they see us, I tell you what black, the issue
It's a package deal, you rob me, you take message

Along with that, I your average cat
Fuck rap, I'm tryin' to cream and that's that
it takes however it gots to go down
Four on stage a motherfuckin' four pound

Speakers leakin' out sound and niggaz leakin' on the
I could truely care less the God get his
Regardless blow for blow find out who wear hardest
This rap artist used to be a artist

Sometimes I myself see if I still got it
A live nigga stay on never diss
Regard shit or forget the essence, which I emerged

P is sick, so save that for the burbs
Live up to my word, if I got beef, niggaz in herds
We flush through click get purged