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 we do jerks rush the doors

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

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

my team'll glow like, radiation
With no for patient, or complication
get it done right, my click airtight
Trapped in a ending gunfight so niggaz lose stripes

Or lose life, jail niggaz kites to the street
Over some beef that wasn't fully cooked, 'em off
Well done meat, that said twenty-two slug to head
all the way down to your leg

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

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 right in front of eyes

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

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

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

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

and mold you, sun you, then I hold you
Like a pimp mind control you edge blow you
be I, like I'm supposed to, the click is coastal
International to local, mix physically fix

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

Walk the beat like, around the way cops the average
QBCity part III, Gotti Gambino
And Ty Nitty, Scarface in peace

Aiyyo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be
The projects is front lines, and the is one time
I ain't gotta tell you 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' with open eyes close his eyelids
Turn off his switch to darkness, 'cause deep in the abyss

Is street life, on my kicks, shit on my knife
Youse the wild child, kid turnin' men into mice
I was born to take 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, like
POW is found MIA
We move the special forces, green beret

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

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

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

Along with that, I ain't your cat
Fuck rap, I'm to make cream and that's that
Whatever it however it gots to go down
mikes on stage a motherfuckin' four pound

Speakers out sound and niggaz leakin' on the ground
I could care less the God will 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 stay on point never diss
Regard shit or forget the essence, from which I

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