Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
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 million bucks, ladies ya fill your cups
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
be in the E.R., we are strapped with 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 your problem, can't you bust a
{*chka-chk-chk*} 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 wear his skin
you wish you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit's 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 hit the lottery

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 still gonna 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 that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment matters, your 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 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 smoking
You think I ain't nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe away all the
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the use
You know I can't to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

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 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 you're feeling discouraged but homie mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to it as far as words are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted
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 on your do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and and we blow
We bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your
Yeah, it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on little cute chick
Right there that'll be pretty damn of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I refuse to any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me

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