Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That I come up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look a millionaire
But I feel like a bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups
Shady's come to ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, it's me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped 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 name? came and just crushed the game
It's not even fair to them, cause 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 thick and the air is
Cause he won't even let try to breathe

He makes it 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 can't contain us, we're still gonna a stink
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems 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 the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front
So do what we say at once, this like a seance, it hums
(It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure 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 all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey
Yeah girl that 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 animals
We come through a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth
back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell breaks loose

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 song that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, courage I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' surges head to toe
I'm sure to push it as far as words are 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 proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the and knock on your do'

Yeah, so let us in we huff and puff and we blow
We ain't bluffing for nothing, 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 cute chick
Right there that'll be 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 refuse to any sleep
that deuce-deuce 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 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 that they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,