Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to 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
Shady's come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C
You could be a B, it's 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 from the
Could you to resuscitate, you busters must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's problem, can't you bust a grape?
What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the game
It's really not fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as well his skin
Don't you wish you could share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he won't let them try to breathe

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

Now be the part of the song that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,
Try to restrain us you 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 they drop the on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, 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 them stay 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 lay off the blunts
You must be something
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake that caboose, I don't 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 animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, your man's back in the booth
Definitely up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

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 still gonna a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it we're 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 feeling discouraged but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm fin' to
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 with tinted windows
Ferocious as we to beat 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 and knock 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 'til you your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, yourself indubitably
Pass up on that little cute
Right there be pretty damn stupid of me
and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them hating on me, but I refuse 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 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 we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,