Luyện nghe bài hát Hell On Earth (front Lines)

Yo, the begins, beget war
I draw first blood be the to set it off
My 'cause tap all jaws lay down
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 main source
We're not tourists, hit bosses and hostage

Your setup, from the ground up we lock shit
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your
to killer instincts for niggaz pop shit
Yo nigga Noyd what's the topic? Nine we rocked in

Ninety-six strike with more hot shit
Illuminate my team'll glow like,
no time for patient, or complication
Let's get it done right, my click

in a never ending gunfight so niggaz lose stripes
Or lose life, jail niggaz sendin' kites to the
Over beef that wasn't fully cooked, finish 'em off
Well done, Meat, that said twenty-two slug to your
all the way down to your leg

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shape and mold you, son, you I hold you
a pimp mind 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 shit, that'll leave a loose nigga stiff
thick, son I solved 'em
Pulled him in my world then him to chaos

the beat like, around the way cops the average pitstop
QBCity GodFather Part III, Gotti
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in

Aiyyo hell on earth, who's next or gonna be first
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
dead with open eyes close his eyelids
Turn off his lights switch to 'cause deep in the abyss

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

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

Heavily my throat, I don't play
Shit brand new, back in the same way
The God P walk a limp see, but simply
The Semper Fi shit, no man can go me

me you must 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 waste shit
You properly hit, blood in mouth, so you could taste it

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

with that, I ain't your average cat
Fuck rap, I'm tryin' to make Cream and that
it takes however it gots to go down
Four mikes on stage a motherfuckin' pound

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

Sometimes I myself see if I still got it
A live nigga on point 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 comin' in
We flush through your get purged