Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Loose

I want you, to something
That when I up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill cups
Shady's come to ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's me and D-R-E
be in the E.R., we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR from the
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered,
You can't cut the mustard, what's problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just the game
It's really not even to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well wear his
Don't you wish you could just share his
Cause this getting embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

He makes it look so easy, you just hit the lottery

Now this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan
This is the moment that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do we say at once, this song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the
Take a day off for Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be smoking
You think I ain't smoking nothing, off my nuts
Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my are like animals
We come like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your back in the booth
back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

Now be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still gonna a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling but homie just mark my words
I'm the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' power surges to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
We're in the indigo with tinted windows
as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the vehicle and on your do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and puff and we
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
up on that little cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty damn of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me

Now this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,