Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
That when I up in this bitch I want 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
Shady's to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's just me and
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*} my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
really not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So they might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just share his
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't even let try to breathe

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

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 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 they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it splattered on Stan
is the only 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, this song's like a seance, it
(It makes stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the hunt
a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You be smoking something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my
Now hit the baby, time to wipe away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Goose
Yeah girl that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a when it comes to the chronic use
You know I can't stand to lose, me and my are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl 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 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 they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

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

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we and puff and we blow
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little chick
Right there that'll be pretty stupid of me
and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
Keep that 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
we go it seems 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,