Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

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

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

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
we go it seems 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,

This is when shit the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling Mathers
Like erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's a seance, it hums
(It makes them in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just sure that we stay in the hunt
a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You be smoking something
You think I ain't 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 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 goons are animals
We come through a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your man's back in the
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell loose

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

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just my words
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 to push it as far as words 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 it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed 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, move 'til you injure feet
Yeah, it or lose it freak, move 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 lose any
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 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,