Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to understand
That when I come up in bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a
But I feel a million bucks, ladies 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, it's just me and
You'll be in the E.R., we are with so much TNT
We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's
Could help you to resuscitate, you must 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? came and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause pale in comparison
So much they might as well his skin
Don't you you could just share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is thick and the air is
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 drop the 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 of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling with
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front
So do we say at once, this song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You be smoking something
You think I smoking nothing, stay 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 girl that caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose it comes 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 came 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 breaks loose

Now this'll be the part of the song that 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 we're looking for any
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 courage I'm fin' to
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 Winnebago with tinted
Ferocious as we proceed to 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, move you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little chick
there that'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them hating on me, but I refuse 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 they drop the on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still make a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,