Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

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 look a millionaire
But I feel like a bucks, ladies 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 me and D-R-E
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 can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a
{*chka-chk-chk*} my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause they in comparison
So much they as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could share his pen?
Cause this getting embarrassing
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

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

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 still 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 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 rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's a seance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, have to dance)
It's the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my
Now hit the flo' baby, to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to 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 breaks loose

Now be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to us you can't 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 that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to
As as we hit the do' power surges head 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 to drop
"E" and hop out the vehicle and on your do'

Yeah, so let us in we huff and puff and we blow
We ain't bluffing for nothing, knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose indubitably
up on that little cute chick
Right that'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and in the C-P-T, yeah 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", news 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 make a stink
No what, we, do
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,