Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That when I come up in this bitch I the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your
Shady's come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C
You even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped with so TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's problem, can't you bust a grape?
What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you just share his pen?
Cause shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he even 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 us, we're still 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 the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan
This is the only that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front
So do we say at once, this song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes them in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You be smoking something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, up with a little 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 comes to the use
You know I stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your back in the booth
Definitely back up in 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 contain us, we're still gonna make 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 discouraged but just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' power surges to toe
I'm to push it as far as words are meant to go
in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the 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 huff and puff and we
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, move you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little chick
Right there 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 refuse to any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me

Now this'll be the part of the song that they drop the 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,