Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Breaks Lose

I want you, to something
That when I come up in this bitch I want the fans
I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't look 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 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 even CPR the EMT's
Could you to resuscitate, you busters 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? Shady and just crushed the game
It's really not even fair to them, cause they in comparison
So much might as well wear his skin
Don't you wish you could share his pen?
Cause this shit's getting
The fog is thick and the air is
he won't even 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 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
Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any
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 chaos erupts, in back, Dre's in the front
So do what we say at once, this song's like a seance, it
(It makes stay in a trance, no choice, they have to dance)
It's like the playoffs, just making that we stay in the hunt
a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts
You be smoking something
You think I ain't nothing, stay off my nuts
Now hit the flo' baby, time to away all the rust
Shake all them cobwebs loose, loosen up with a bit of Grey Goose
Yeah girl shake caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse
D-R-E is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the use
You I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals
We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came to retract the roof
Yeah man ain't that the truth, girl your man's 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 gonna make a
No what, we, do
Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any
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 but homie just mark my words
I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid 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 Winnebago with tinted windows
Ferocious as we proceed to beat up the wit yo' ho
speakers knocking it's 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 puff and we
We ain't bluffing for nothing, we'll knock the out you
Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you your feet
Yeah, move it or lose it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself
Pass up on that little chick
Right there be pretty damn stupid of me
Born and in the C-P-T, yeah Los Angeles, rules of the streets
Them haters hating on me, but I to lose any sleep
that deuce-deuce in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me

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, still gonna make a stink
No what, we, do
we go it seems 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,