Luyện nghe bài hát Hell on Earth

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

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

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

Illuminate my team'll glow like,
With no time for patient, or
get it done right, my click airtight
Trapped in a never ending so niggaz lose stripes

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

Aiyyo 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 right in front of eyes

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

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

Articulate, hittin' body parts to start shit
Never hesitant, it's the crack unlimited
rasta we can do this, forever infinite
Then reminesce, twenty years how we was gettin' it

Either with me go against the you better hit me
me or robbin' me niggaz better body me
'Cause a small world and niggaz, talkin' like bitches
Bitches singin' snitches, pointin' you out in pictures

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

and mold you, sun you, then I hold you
Like a pimp control you double edge blow you
It'll be I, I'm supposed to, the click is coastal
International to local, Bacardi mix fix

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

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

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

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

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

Shut your operation, closed for business
Leave a taste in your mouth, like Guinness
POW is found MIA
We move like the special forces, green

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

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

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

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

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

I test myself see if I still got it
A live nigga stay on point never
shit or forget the essence, from which I emerged

P is sick, so save bullshit for the burbs
Live up to my word, if I got beef, comin' in herds
We flush your click get purged