Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That when I come up in bitch I want the fans jumping
I want the fists, in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your
Shady's come to ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could be a B, it's just me and D-R-E
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 busters must be flustered,
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, you bust a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just the game
It's really not fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much they might as wear his skin
Don't you wish you could just 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 they drop 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
Everywhere we go it seems 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 hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment that matters, your homie rolling Mathers
Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front
So do what we say at once, song's like a seance, it hums
(It makes them in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just sure that we stay in the hunt
Take a day off for what? Man, you lay off the blunts
You be smoking something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my
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 shake that caboose, I 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 through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your 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 us you can't contain 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 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, 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 Winnebago tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking 3 o'clock, me and Doc then 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 injure your
Yeah, it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on little cute chick
there that'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the
haters hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me

Now this'll be the part of the song that 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 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,