Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Loose

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

He makes it so easy, girl 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 contain us, we're still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,

is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with
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, have to dance)
like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You must be something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my
Now hit the flo' baby, time to away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the use
You know I can't to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks

Now this'll be the part of the 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 seems we're for any excuse
To just, cut,
So be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

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

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

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