Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
That when I up in this bitch I want the fans jumping
I the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look like a millionaire
But I feel like a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill cups
come to fill ya up, are you a D or a C cup?
You could even be a B, just me and D-R-E
You'll be in the E.R., we are with so much TNT
We may blow, no not CPR from 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? Shady and just crushed 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 getting embarrassing
The fog is and the air is thin
Cause he even let them try to breathe

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

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 they drop the needle on
And hell, breaks,

This is when shit hits the fan, like it just splattered on
This is the only moment that matters, your homie with Mathers
chaos erupts, Em's in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's a seance, it hums
(It them stay in a trance, no choice, they 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 smoking
You I ain't smoking nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe away all the
Shake all them loose, loosen up with a little bit of Grey Goose
Yeah shake 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 like
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we here to retract the roof
man ain't that the truth, girl your man's back 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 they 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
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,

Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just mark my
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid I'm fin' to blow
As soon as we hit the do' power head to toe
I'm sure to it as far as words are meant to go
We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted
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 vehicle and knock on do'

Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and and we blow
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your
Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably
Pass up on little cute chick
Right there that'll be 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 deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's to me

Now this'll be the part of the song they 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 we're looking for any excuse
To just, cut,
So this'll be the part of the song that they drop the on
And hell, breaks,