Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
when I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya your cups
Shady's come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C
You could be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
be in the E.R., we are strapped with so much TNT
We may blow, no not CPR from the EMT's
Could you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and crushed the game
really not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as wear his skin
Don't you wish you could 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 part of the song that drop the needle 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 seems looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan
This is the moment that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, song's like a seance, it hums
(It them stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the
You must be something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them loose, loosen up with 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 mongoose when it 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 here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your man's in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks

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

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just mark my
I'm the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' power surges to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with windows
as we proceed 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 knock on do'

Yeah, so let us in we huff and puff and we blow
We bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself
up on that little cute chick
Right there that'll be damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's 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, still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,