Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That when I come up in this I want the fans jumping
I the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's 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 help you to resuscitate, you must be flustered, wait
You cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, they pale in comparison
So much they might as well wear his
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 even let try to breathe

He it look so easy, girl you just 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 make a
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 they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the moment that matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like erupts, Em's 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)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You must be something
You think I ain't nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust
all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like
We come through a pack 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 this bitch, and 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 us, we're still gonna 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 they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to
As as we hit the do' power surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to
"E" and hop out the vehicle and on your 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 'til you injure feet
Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that cute chick
there that'll be pretty 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
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", news to me

Now this'll be the part of the that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to us you can't 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 drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,