Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
That when I come up in this bitch I want the fans
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, 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 from the
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?
{*chka-chk-chk*} my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as wear his skin
you wish you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is thick and the air is
Cause he won't even let try to breathe

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

Now this'll be the part of the song that they 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 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 moment 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 stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the
a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be smoking
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them loose, loosen up with 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 it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, your man's back in the booth
Definitely up in this 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 gonna make a
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,

Now I know you're discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted
as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the vehicle and knock on do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and and we blow
We ain't for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that cute 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 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,