Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I you, to understand something
That when I come up in this bitch I want the fans
I the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I like 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 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 from the
Could help you to resuscitate, you must be flustered, wait
You can't cut the mustard, what's your problem, can't you a grape?
{*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and crushed the game
It's not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you just share his pen?
Cause this getting embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
he won't even let them try to breathe

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

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 that they the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when hits the fan, like it just splattered on Stan
This is the only moment matters, your homie rolling with Mathers
chaos 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 them stay in a trance, no choice, have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making sure that we stay in the
Take a day off for Man, you better lay off the blunts
You must be something
You think I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe all the rust
all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
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 I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, your man's back in the booth
Definitely back up in this bitch, and 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 still make 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 you're feeling discouraged but homie just mark my
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 Winnebago with windows
Ferocious as we to beat up the block wit yo' ho
With speakers knocking 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to drop
"E" and hop out the vehicle and on your do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and and we blow
We ain't for nothing, we'll knock the stuffing out you
Revenge is so sweet, 'til you injure your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on little cute chick
Right that'll be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and raised in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, of the streets
Them hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep
Keep that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", news to me

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