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 the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies ya fill your cups
Shady's to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and
be in the E.R., we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no not CPR from the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters be flustered, wait
You cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the
It's really not even fair to them, cause pale in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you you could just share his pen?
Cause shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
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 still gonna make a
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,

is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with
Like erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's like a seance, it
(It makes them in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the
You be smoking something
You think I smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey
Yeah girl shake caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the use
You I can't stand to lose, me and my goons 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 man's back in the booth
back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

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 make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just mark my
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm to blow
As as we hit the do' power surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with windows
as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then to drop
"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, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little chick
there that'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I refuse to any sleep
that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you contain us, we're still 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 part of the song they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,