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 like a
But I feel like a bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
Shady's come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C
You could even be a B, it's just me and
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped so much TNT
We may blow, no not CPR from the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you busters be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my Shady came and just crushed the game
really not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they as well wear his skin
you wish you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is and the air is thin
he won't even let them try to breathe

He makes it look so easy, 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 us, we're still 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,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan
This is the only moment matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the
So do what we say at once, this like a seance, it hums
(It them stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for Man, you better 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, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose
girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
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 like a of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

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 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 feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
in the indigo Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With 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 'fore we and puff and we blow
We ain't for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, yourself indubitably
Pass up on that cute chick
Right there that'll be damn stupid of me
and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I refuse to any sleep
Keep deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

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
we go it seems we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,