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

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

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

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

Or lose life, jail niggaz kites to the street
Over some beef that wasn't fully cooked, '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, whose next or be first
The projects is lines, and the enemy 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 lines, and the enemy is one time
I ain't tell you it's right in front of your eyes

We the QBC, nigga rep yours it's all love
Milli stacked down, heavenly 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, hittin' body parts to shiftin' shit
hesitant, it's the crack game unlimited
Summon rasta we can do this, forever
Then reminesce, twenty years how we was gettin' it

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

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

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

Hit you shit, that'll leave a loose nigga stiff
Probably thick, son I 'em
him in my world then evolved him to chaos

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

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

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

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

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

Heavily around my throat, I play
Shit brand new, back in eighty-nine, the 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 full clip for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it full for so long, 'cause I don't shit
You properly hit, blood in your mouth, so you taste it

Quiet as kept, I lay and watch the world spin
I hear thugs, claimin' that they gonna rob the
When 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 average cat
Fuck rap, I'm to make cream and that's that
Whatever it takes however it to go down
Four on stage a motherfuckin' four pound

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

Sometimes I test 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, niggaz in herds
We flush through your get purged