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 down
We takin' what's yours we do rush the doors

Here come the deez to make breeze and guns toss
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Heavily around my throat, I don't
Shit 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 must be bent G, don't me
I had this clip for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it full for so long, 'cause I don't waste
You hit, blood in your 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
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 ain't your cat
Fuck rap, I'm tryin' to make cream and that
Whatever it however it gots to go down
Four mikes on stage a four pound

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

Sometimes I 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 for the burbs
Live up to my word, if I got beef, comin' in herds
We flush through your click get