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 look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, 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, just 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 be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the
It's really not even fair to them, cause they pale in
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just his pen?
this shit's getting embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

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

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 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 shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's a seance, it hums
(It them stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the
Take a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the
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 with a little bit of Goose
Yeah 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 like
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to the roof
man ain't that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

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, 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 drop the on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're 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 proceed to 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 'fore we huff and puff and we
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 little cute chick
Right there be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
Keep deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

Now this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle 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 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,