Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
That when I come up in this bitch I the fans jumping
I the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
Shady's come to 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 so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered,
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 even to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his
this 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, girl you just hit the

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, still gonna make a stink
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 song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, homie rolling with Mathers
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 stay in a trance, no choice, they 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 must be smoking
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, to wipe away all the rust
Shake all cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to no excuse
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic 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 that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and is when all hell breaks loose

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 seems looking 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 feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, courage 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
We're in the indigo Winnebago with windows
Ferocious as we to beat up the block wit yo' ho
speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed 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, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose indubitably
up on that little cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty damn 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 lose any
Keep deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

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
we go it seems 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,